Same shit, different day
Tuesday morning blues cliche
I can't call in sick
Can't afford to lose my job
I've got too many bills to pay

My job could not be more uninteresting
So dull, so small, so shallow, neverlasting

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Rain is pouring down and I'm already late
Why should I bother rushing to a job that I hate
My bed looks so inviting
Yeah, I think I'll stay in bed today

Week after month and year
I build and choke on my career
I can't quit cause I'm not qualified for something else
Ideals slowly disappear

My job could not be more uninteresting
So dull, so small, so shallow, neverlasting

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I want to be someone
Mean something
Make the world a better place
But I am no one
I mean nothing
I'm just filling redundant space

chorus

Rain is pouring down and I'm already late
Drip drop drip
It's a quarter past eight
I want to be with you
Stay with me in bed today