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Dont wanna listen to my telephone
Or ding-a-ling or talk about a thing
Not morning
Dont wanna think the night before
Or maybe its a behind an open door
Got no time for that morning

If I had the mind or I had the
Maybe I throw together a new kind of rhyme
And tell my warning
But its too now
too late now
It's too now

I dont wanna about a runaway dad
That away the only thing that I never had
Dont miss him this morning
I dont wanna think about a cold
Or a high school buddy got a too high
I cant help him out this

Reviewers at me, so I go out to sea
And perhaps its just as 'cause Id rather be in hell
Than be a wealthy man morning
But its too now
too late now
It's too now

Whatever happened to images 'cause now theyre
And worn-out phrases just a hangin on
Whatever happened to as opposed to houses
The conversation as the evening drowses
Its just like
just like 46201

Whatever happened to morning open skies
And broken faces, half melting eyes
of riddles that just play with time
Cause Im here and I cant beg a dime
Im back here in
Im back in 46201

Something better's waiting for me around the now
I got to it and try and hang on for a little while
I'm here in 46201
There's gotta be a few small changes

Dont wanna to my telephone ring
Or sing ding-a-ling or about a thing
Leave me alone morning