Hangover

I wake up at five o'clock
Saw the sun goes down again
And I have no memories of
Yesterday
Or how I got home
(Hey)
I fuck up again yes
I have no control
However, it is okay to get out
And clear your head on a cloud
Hey, okay, it is always the same
Same old song when I go
Out
Flying high but I lands so
Poor
Floor in joy floating on
Clouds
You get to laugh for good must
Away from here
Cause I wake up with anxiety,
I wake up with pain
Mixed feelings, heaviness in my
Heart something must gone wrong, got game
Did some people said that we are never visible
More
Why, then, why I said that?
Memories come back, but
The fragments are small
Feeling blue, crawling down
Under the covers
Damn, I spilled
All the feelings I had been carrying o
Said what I thought but it is ugly
Yet
For now, it will forward to
A bottle in hand
Fuck up my middle name
(Hey)
I fuck up again, yes
I have no control, but
It's okay o derail o clear
The head of the cloud
They called me from my label
They wonder where I was today
I had an interview at two o'clock
And a deadline of some kind
Okay listen, okay, it's always
Similarly
Same old song when I go
Out
Trying to act tough but are far
From resistant
I do not care what and I do not care requirements
Now it's you and me and making my
Day
For tonight, we are kings who aysan
Sa
Does not matter because I'm nice
Today
Only bonded with the people around me
The gaze is frank
I offer love
From one to one, spin around
Again
And I do not care at all for it
A new day ago
It is five and I refuse
Go home now
You know what, let's fuck up
Come on
(Hey, come on)
I fuck up again, yes
I have no control
But, that's okay o derail o
Clear your head in clouds
Fuck up again, fuck
Up again, fuck up again
Fuck up again, fuck
Up again, fuck up again
Should know better, should reassure
Me down, should take a taxi home
Should the drinking water, should go
O lay me, but maybe not
Really
Than !!!!!!!!!!!!
Okay, it's always the same,
Collect old show when I
Going out
Gets out so the whole restaurant is becoming
A madhouse
Go loose on my twitter so someone gets
Bitter
Fuck up, it's so hard to be
Sober
(Hey)
I fuck up again, yes
I have no control
But, that's okay o derail o
Clear your head in clouds

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March 2012