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Sunday, Oh Sunday....

I need to tell you something
Sunday is so boring, I can't take it anymore
To sit around and do nothing
Then roll on the couch, no energy to explore

I need to breathe
The same air that reminds me tomorrow's work will arrive
And on my skin, I don't want the sun
Because it just reminds me the weekend's already done

I need to touch you
But you're on your phone, not even noticing me
And r...

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Mistletoe In The Cellar

conceived in a cellar, of

a Tommy home on leave,

mother waving mistletoe,

shortly she would grieve

 

official dad inert upstairs

exempt due to his arches,

Tommy back to trenches

bullets or forced marches

 

killed in action in the mud

in my blood's a war hero,

official dad a profiteer,

moral fibre less than zero

 

the duality in mistletoe,

fertile of ...

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