saturday afternoon
another week's gone by
some flowers started to bloom
some didn't even try
monday morning
up too early, up to no good
my coffee thinks for me
even better than I would
friday night
I'm back at home
don't remember people's names
from the bars that I have gone
sunday morning
end of story
forgot my name but not my fix
a friend told me not to worry
there's nothing real here to miss
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