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Letters,
Written by: Butch Walker
And yeah it's another sunny day
(outside of my rainy life)
Outside of my rainy life
(How long till I'm dry again)
Yeah it's another sunny day
(Drowning in the tears that I cry)
Drowning, how long till I'm dry again
Messed up pantyhose,
bloody nose,
from the candy cane habit that noone knows about
this is your story 9 to 5
The weekend comes, the weekend goes,
but the smoke and cum stains on your clothes
remind you that you had a good time.
And it all starts over where it all begins,
and you wake up and realize the movie ends,
where the hangover started and the pills begin,
before she falls asleep she whispers...
Yeah...It's another sunny day outside of my rainy life,
How long til it's right?
Yeah...It's another sunny day drowning in the tears that I've cried,
How long til I'm dry again...?
Now you woke up cold, your face all red,
you swear that the mornin' joggers want you dead,
if the kamikaze bikers don't do it first.
You see you love this guy, you hate his girlfriend,
you don't give shit it's sex in the end,
you try to decide which is worse...
Then you try so hard to dissociate
with suicidal dot comers who negotiate
with a razor blade and a palm pilot
and as your lookin' at the back of your eyelids screamin'...
Yeah...It's another sunny day outside of my rainy life,
How long til it's right?
Yeah...It's another sunny day drowning in the tears that I've cried,
How long til I'm dry again...?
Yeah...It's another sunny day outside of my rainy life,
How long til it's right?
Yeah...It's another sunny day drowning in the tears that I've cried,
How long til I'm dry again...?
How long til I'm dry again...?
How long til I'm dry again...?
How long til I'm dry again...?
