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[Verse 1]
Well, eleven in the morning
Grass covers up my head
I got egg stain on my shoestrings
And sores from my bed

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I'm watching the clock
And I'm watching the door
I'm gonna change the way I look and not be bothered anymore

[Verse 2]
In the blurry city traffic
And a view of sidewalk lines
The avid seems important
And my eyes get intertwined

[Pre-Chorus]
Now I'm knocking backstairs
And car [?]
I'm gonna change the way I look and not be bothered anymore

[Chorus]
I won't be bothered anymore
I won't be bothered anymorе
With a laurel made of matchsticks
Wrapped around my soul
I'm gonna changе the way I look and not be bothered anymore