Late Night Argument

Corduroy
Dungarees need washing
Sitting here and thinking of you
Hear the birds
Drop dead
In the middle of the street
How can I explain?
That the things that keep me
Sane are gone
In a mist
In a dream
That's long forgotten

Something doesn't feel right
Give me praise, say you're proud
Give me praise, say you're proud
If you argue with me all night
And let it rain from my cloud



Credits
Writer(s): Annika Haakonsen
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