Dear Solitude,

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Pick a day Of the week Watch a movie That's kind of bleak Comb my hair At least what's left of it Told my soul that I'll regret a bit Pick an hour Get the tray Watch you fall in love again in a day I'm not gonna lie at least it's funny Spit out your name, it's easy money But at least I'm happy So I'll go through With what I said All this time Just to share a bed I'm not gonna lie Still think you're pretty Don't know why, guess my taste is shitty And I did you dirtier Than my sheets It's kind of gross but you're on the streets So you really think I'd kiss you again? Tomorrow night I'll call the moon Then we'll fuck until the sun comes through If I'm the devil Then who's the messenger? Tell the world that I'm forgеtting her? But at least I'm happy At least I'm happy