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I want to be near fresh laundry
It’s been too many years of not folding

These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing

I want to attend nice parties
‘Round my neck and head, thin jewelleryThese days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing

These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days (these days)
These days (these days)You said you’re always on my side

But what if my side has changed too much?
Then tell me, who am I? (Oh)
You said you’re always on my side
But what if my side has lived too long?
Something has to die

Who am I?

I want to wake up (I want to wake up)
To friends calling (friends calling)
I think I’ve had enough (think I’ve had enough)
Of hard mornings (hard mornings)These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing

These days, no one’s bothering me ’bout nothing
These days (these days)
These days (these days)You said you’re always on my side

But what if my side has changed too much?
Then tell me, who am I? (Oh)
You said you’re always on my side
But what if my side has lived too long?
Something has to die

Who am I?
Who am I?

I want to be near fresh laundry
Fresh laundry
Fresh laundry

Current Mood

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Something chronic
Bit demonic
I’ve been on the late shift
All alone, staring at my phone

Sin and tonic
Stupid promise
Something like a death wish
All alone, stare into my soul

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Me vuelvo a lo ojcuro! (WIP)

Música para alimentar el alma… mua ha ha ha ha.

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¡FI-NA-LA-CO!

Momentos musicales mientras preparo algún update que otro.

Done and DONE!