I've got troubles, whoa-oh.
I've got worries, whoa-oh.
I need to find that feeling down in my shoes. Maybe I should take off my slippers and put on some shoes. Then I might be able to walk away my blues.
I need to move out of this. |
No good being a hot head about it. |
Comfort food? |
Easier to stay in bed but shouldn't. |
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