Tripping over the same mistakes I'm getting older by the second each day The lines are clearer all over my face It's all bundled up, can't think what to say
A cup of coffee doesn't cut it, well, it's just no use I need my something that can get me through the Sunday news
Waking up, pouring apple juice Sickly sweet, gettin' me in the mood Far too early to think about food Waking up, pouring apple juice
Combing my hair, can't get it how I want Can't brush my teeth, 'cause the toothpaste's all gone Look in the mirror, think about my mistakes But I'm still breathing and today's a new day Another sofa, just a place I like to rest my head Got use to hitting snooze and crusty eyes and feeling dead
Waking up, pouring apple juice Sickly sweet, gettin' me in the mood Far too early to think about food Waking up, pouring apple juiceTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
