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I slept in late yesterday
And nothing changed
My morning ritual is ordinary
I check my phone, see who was buried

I play the radio, there's nothing new
I wonder if there's anything I can improve
Everything's material that I can't use
You're a stadium, and I'm on the moon
You said you'd call me soon
The streetlamp went out over my head



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Writer(s): Olivia Brennan
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