It's Sunday morning I'm afraid to wake up
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cause i know i ain't sleeping alone
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i can't turn over i can't open my eyes
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and i don't think i will till your gone
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I don't wanna care, i don't wanna care
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I should have never let out
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I don't wanna care
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I thought the morning would heal me
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but every things changed, every things changed
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I thought tomorrow was easy
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but now it's today, now it's today
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and i feel caught like a cat in a box
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clawing to escape
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regrets are such a bitch,
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this bitch is a teacher,
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this teachers a bitch
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I'm such a sucker for some crooked teeth
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and a pair of skinny black jeans
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Wondering i don't care
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two drinks i just dare
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I should have never had the few
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and i saw you standing there
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I thought the morning would heal me
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but every things changed, every things changed
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I thought tomorrow was easy
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but now it's today, now it's today
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and i feel caught like a cat in a box
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clawing to escape
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Kinda hoped that you're leaving
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is it wrong to hope that you're leaving
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not believing
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I thought the morning would heal me
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but every things changed, every things changed
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I thought tomorrow was easy
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but now it's today, now it's today
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and i feel caught like a cat in a box
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clawing to escape
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Cat In A box
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| Morningwood |
