Morning
No one wants to get up from their bed
Feel dizzy, remember you're busy
And right now, I want to get KO-ed on the head
Yet there are things in the morning that awaits
And one day,
May not be the next
But, We'll wake up with our lover beside our bed
I'd rather get knocked out on the head.
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I am... but a child lost in an ever-expanding chaotic universe, trying to make sense of it all just like you.
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