Thank you.


My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why
I got out of bed at all
the morning rain clouds up my window
and I can't see at all
and even if could it'd all be gray
but your picture on my wall
it reminds me that it's not so bad
it's not so bad

Söndag är första dagen på min nya uppåtperiod.
Jag längtar efter höst.


I drank too much last night, got bills to pay,
my head just feels in pain
I missed the bus and there'll be hell today,
I'm late for work again
And even if I'm there, they'll all imply
that I might not last the day
And then you call me and it's not so bad,
it's not so bad and




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