loop/coffee
Don't think I remember
It felt like forever
The warmth in December
The records deleting
The drugs that were dealing
It's time to believe it
So seize it
Just feel it
Take it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
At times a distraction
The warmth in attraction
To a withered connection
If you didn't see it
You'd never believe it
I had to conceal it
I hid it
To feed it
To take and
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repe-
So one day, a little boy came home from school
"Dad, what is it that you are drinking?"
The boy asked
"Well son, this is coffee," said the father
"Would you like to try?"
Said the father
The little boy took his first sip
Then the next
Then the next
Then the next
Then the next
Then the next
The little boy had grown fond of that coffee
He drank his coffee every day until he was no longer that little
He kept on drinking his coffee every day until he went off to college
When he got there, he tried finding his coffee to no success
He asked the people there where he could get coffee, but no one knew
Sad and frustrated, the boy went home
The End
It felt like forever
The warmth in December
The records deleting
The drugs that were dealing
It's time to believe it
So seize it
Just feel it
Take it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
At times a distraction
The warmth in attraction
To a withered connection
If you didn't see it
You'd never believe it
I had to conceal it
I hid it
To feed it
To take and
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repeat it
Repe-
So one day, a little boy came home from school
"Dad, what is it that you are drinking?"
The boy asked
"Well son, this is coffee," said the father
"Would you like to try?"
Said the father
The little boy took his first sip
Then the next
Then the next
Then the next
Then the next
Then the next
The little boy had grown fond of that coffee
He drank his coffee every day until he was no longer that little
He kept on drinking his coffee every day until he went off to college
When he got there, he tried finding his coffee to no success
He asked the people there where he could get coffee, but no one knew
Sad and frustrated, the boy went home
The End
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Writer(s): Henrique Azevedo
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