Untitled ...Morning

Untitled...Morning


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Will you be my lover?
Will you be the one?
Will you be like no other?
For how long?

Oh yes I'll be your wild flower
Grown through the concrete street
And born to the backbeats of the stars

And yes I'm just a stupid guy
Crushed like a butterfly
Dead-eyed at the drive-by
In a car

And like flies on a windscreen
And like insects in glue
We could stick together
If you wanted to

And yes I'll be your wild flower
Grown through the concrete street
And born to the backbeats of the stars

And yes I'm just a stupid guy
Crushed like a butterfly
Dead-eyed at the drive-by
In a car

Yeah just a stupid guy
Crushed like a butterfly
Dead-eyes at the drive-by
In a car
...Morning

Sleeply head get out of bed
The big bad world is calling
Step in your shoes and ctach the new

It's another morning
Morning it's morning
Morning it's morning again

Rub your eyes as nature sighs
The population's yawning
As you step in your shoes there's no much to do

Morning it's morning
Morning it's morning again

And all around this cardboard town the cops are crawling
The sirens screams and break your dreams

It's morning
It's morning
It's morning