Well if you could change the season
Maybe I would get out of bed
I don't need much of a reason
To wanna be, out there instead
We're shacking up
My bills are stacking up
You should be packing up
Before I'm cracking up
Every year comes the first of June
My whole world confines to a room
In my dreams, I live on the moon
But my eyes come awake to soon...
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