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The sun hangs over
and I'm tangled in
it creeps between my
the blinds sprung a leak
pills crushed in wine are a headache
but not the feelings worn off
still the sun hangs over
and I'm not up
There's like a beautiful morning
no there's nothing like a day
no there's nothing a beautiful morning
to make me the way I hate myself today
the sun hangs Sunday
I pull the blankets over my
and it creeps between the
I melt wax in my bed
there was someone here last
I closed my eyes
She's a scent on the sheets
still the sun hangs Sunday
and I'm the fuck back to sleep
the sun hangs over
and I'm hung over as
the sun hangs Sunday
and I'm hung as hell