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Here's another Sunday morning call

 You hear your head banging on the door

You slip those shoes on and then out you crawl

 Into a day that couldn't give you more

 But what for?

 And In your head, do you feel

 What you're not supposed to feel

 And you take, what you want

 But you don't get it for free

 You need, more time

 Coz your thoughts and words won't last forever more

 But I'm not sure

 If it ever works out right

 But it's OK , S'Alright <- quiet break

When you're lonely and you start to hear

The little voices in your head at night

You will only sniff away the tears

So you can dance until the morning light

But at what price?

 And In your head, do you feel

 What you're not supposed to feel

 And you take, what you want

 But you can't get hope for free

 You need, more time

 Coz your thoughts and words won't last forever more

 But I'm not sure

 If it ever ever ever works out right

 If it ever ever ever works out right

 Coz it never never never works out right