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Called in sick to work today, I couldn't have gotten a damn thing done....but anyhow Made myself some coffee and I listened to the rain rattling leaves, yeah. Told myself there's nothing wrong and stared right through the paper for a long, long time Stuck inside your dream so long it wears you out and tears you out....and that's a fact Cold light comes to clear the fog away from time to time....it'll be back soon Used to think that justice had to root for happy lives, but now I'm not so sure at all Come home Why don't you come home I could not remember why you left And I'd rather been happy than right this time Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba Called my dad to check in and to maybe find some common sense...more or less He says common sense is such a scam, and I'm like 'Dad, what do you mean, oh' Since you're either wrong or right and life will go another way, whatever you chose....but I don't ****And/ Well Hank it's all right..Let bitterness go (Don't/ no uncontrollable dead) or Letras de canciones(It's uncontrollable Dad) and a little do not know... And it should be as easy as telling the sky from the stars(accurate) I don't know (repeats x6) Called in sick to work today I couldn't have gotten a damn thing done From Letras Mania