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The First Hours Today

5 AM, Couldn’t Get Back To Sleep
5 AM, I Couldn’t Count The Sheep
6 AM, The Hunger Grows In Deep
6 AM, I Hear Sounds Going Beep

This Was The First Hours Today
And Even If I’m Tired I’m Okay
I’m Waiting For A Thing To Do
Even Though I Really Miss You
I Will Surely Be Fine, I‘ll Be Ok

Like Rain Falling From The Sky
Like The Birds Learning To Fly
I See The Days Come And Go
It Makes Me Feel High, n Low
I Think I’m Going Crazy Now
Not Trying To Be The Lazy

This Was The First Hours Today
And Even If I’m Tired I’m Okay
I’m Waiting For A Thing To Do
Even Though I Really Miss You
I Will Surely Be Fine, I‘ll Be Ok

I’ll Be Fine, I’ll Get Better
I’ll Be Tired, I’ll Be Bitter
But I’m Going To Be Ok
I Will Really Be Okay

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