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Well i think you know the feeling trying to get out of bed
Got a bottle beside me six aspirins in my head
Well it's been like this ever since last thursday night
Seven days gone by and nothing went right
It's been one of those days all week long

A fraction of my personality wants to split
I walk around from room to room but nothing seems to fit
Too many colours on tv ten aspirins in my head
So i go get my covers and slip into bed
It's been one of those day all week long