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Counting Crows Saturday Nights & Sunday Mornings On Almost Any Sunday Morning Take a message to your head Stay beside her in the bed You were so stupid to believe in Things you couldn't see then make 'em all you want If you haven't got the reasons Just make up any reasons And pick it ‘til it's torn Take it all away You took your coat today But they all go back in the morning Make a time to find your way Got a little further today Wash your eyes clear of anything Just make them empty circles Dress yourself in black or gray I’m hungry like a wild waif or only child This lithium is heroin to me It makes it all withdraw All the anger and loss But it all keeps coming back in the morning You keep yourself too clean You dig yourself a dream That you won’t be coming home alone Not this time, not this time, not this time, not this time |
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