the day is beautiful
i am wasteful
i have wasted an entire summer
for no good reason
money is indeed the root of all evil
i think after a summer of sunshine
i've finally seen the light
i'm still confused on why i've let myself stay here for so long
why we've let ourselves get comfortable with something we're not comfortable with
we can't snuggle on such an uncomfortable couch
bikes are begging us
states and cities are calling us
why haven't we answered the phone
we just let our dreams ring and ring one the other line
i think it's time we picked up,
our apartment's a sty
b/c we don't respect it enough to just pick up
i think it's time we answered the call
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