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O Sunday! Screw you and your yawning parks, up yours and your quiet walks. O Sunday! Fuck you and your lack of structure, it's enough to put a freak like me under. The more hopeful and healthy the weather, the sadder, the sadder I get. She said: It's enough, it's enough to be alive. I replied: I could make it just fine if I didn't feel so... Letras de canciones Please understand! Being down don't give me no pleasure, I'd rather be rollerblading or Chinese New Year parading, anything but debating what she said: there are many new pharmaceuticals for people like me. O Sunday! You're like a girl I could never get, you mock me in joy and gladness. From Letras Mania