This has been an awful day
Just like the others
It made no change
There is no passion in your life
No expression on your face
You're getting used to drive in a boring normal way
You'd rather to trip on the back of a young horse
Which likes green common grass instead of this bat-shit crazy
Smooth-talk, no happy end
Justifying your damn absence
And vintage sound always stifling
Cleaning the whole house
Gets me a bit insane
There is no passion in your life
No expression on your face
You're getting used to drive in a boring normal way
You'd rather to trip on the back of a young horse
Which likes green common grass instead of this bat-shit crazy
No, I don't want to say goodbye
Don't want to say it
But I need to, but I need to
But I need to step aside
Aside, aside
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This has been an awful day
Just like the others
It made no change
There is no passion in your life
No expression on your face
You're getting used to drive in a boring normal way
You'd rather to trip on the back of a young horse
Which likes green common grass instead of this bat-shit crazy
Smooth-talk, no happy end
Justifying your damn absence
And vintage sound always stifling
Cleaning the whole house
Gets me a bit insane
There is no passion in your life
No expression on your face
You're getting used to drive in a boring normal way
You'd rather to trip on the back of a young horse
Which likes green common grass instead of this bat-shit crazy
No, I don't want to say goodbye
Don't want to say it
But I need to, but I need to
But I need to step aside
Aside, aside
Just like the others
It made no change
There is no passion in your life
No expression on your face
You're getting used to drive in a boring normal way
You'd rather to trip on the back of a young horse
Which likes green common grass instead of this bat-shit crazy
Smooth-talk, no happy end
Justifying your damn absence
And vintage sound always stifling
Cleaning the whole house
Gets me a bit insane
There is no passion in your life
No expression on your face
You're getting used to drive in a boring normal way
You'd rather to trip on the back of a young horse
Which likes green common grass instead of this bat-shit crazy
No, I don't want to say goodbye
Don't want to say it
But I need to, but I need to
But I need to step aside
Aside, aside
Writer: Emilia Bahamonde
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