Morning Sickness Songtext
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i get sick in the morning
when i realize my dreams aren't coming true
it's like a trick in the morning
when i look around and see this empty room
i get sick in the morning
when i think of all the time I lost without you
i get sick in the morning
and i wonder what the hell i'm going to do
burnt out on fries and chips
when i realize my dreams aren't coming true
it's like a trick in the morning
when i look around and see this empty room
i get sick in the morning
when i think of all the time I lost without you
i get sick in the morning
and i wonder what the hell i'm going to do
burnt out on fries and chips
torched all relationships
can't seem to hold a job
not mad enough to join a mob
good ideas evaporate
through the years
lost all the friends that kept me glad
can't shake the ones that keep me sad
no cash to spend on stupid things
reach now for cigarettes not dreams
good ideas evaporate
through the years
can't seem to hold a job
not mad enough to join a mob
good ideas evaporate
through the years
lost all the friends that kept me glad
can't shake the ones that keep me sad
no cash to spend on stupid things
reach now for cigarettes not dreams
good ideas evaporate
through the years
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