This is one of those days
When all I can say is
"Thank God it'll be over soon."
Each day is a gift
But this one missed
Being one I can actually use.
It's been like getting
Worn-out socks,
A bike with no chain,
The hands off a clock.
And you gotta wonder,
"What was the purpose of this one anyway?"
It's just one of those days,
Yeah, one of those days.
I fall into bed
Covers over my head
Cocooned in fitful dreams.
I'm chasing a zombie,
Fighting a Nazi,
Nothing is what it seems.
I wake up exhausted,
Feel like I lost it,
As tired as before I slept.
I roll out of bed,
Put glue on my bread,
Headed out to start another day.
It's just one of those days,
Yeah, one of those days.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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