I’m fed up with rain and traffic jams and alarm clocks and the cold coffee
I’m fed up with mondays, crowded subways, idiots, stupid songs, shouting kids
I’m fed up with politicians, ringing phones, slamming doors, empty fridges
I’m fed up with the neighbour’s dog, computer bugs, food stains, and construction work in the street
But when i’m walking with you,
we don’t talk about it
you just wanna be loved,
we don’t think about it
I’m fed up with big-lipped-dolls with too much make-up in reality shows
I’m fed up with dying people, starving, kids, although it’s really not my fault
I’m fed up with people having more answers than questions, they scare me
I’m fed up with people wearing suits and ties fighting for a parking spot
But when i’m walking with you,
we don’t talk about it
you just wanna be loved,
we don’t think about it

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