Automatic Weather

Having a hard day
My inner cynic won't let me talk
He's got a long face
He's out for blood and he never stops

Apart together
Automatic weather, maybe we'll
Sort it out together
Automatic weather

When you're outnumbered
Whenever you feel like you've gotta give up
Here's a reminder
You have a greatness that no one does

Apart together
Automatic weather, maybe we'll
Sort it out together
Automatic weather



Credits
Writer(s): Bernardo Ochoa
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