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duncecap - sick day lyrics

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sitting outside on my sick day
actually sick, just like my shrinks say
huffin’ on a dead pen that’s still hitting
baking in the setting sun just for a little

headphones dying , phone is dying
can’t tell if we’re just texting or vibin’
i could use a hug that becomes something kissy
focus on myself to plug what’s missing

shoelace size too small for my boots on
second hand , no soles, grey like poupon
no sense of humor when my thinking cap fits
till i break the fourth wall, life is a racket

get frustrated when i’m stuck in my sad sh+t
most have advice but don’t listen on average
you learn to survivе then get sick of the madnеss
bugging out like getting bit in a mattress

blah blah done , that gut is some magic
nine one one , like run from the brass it’s
hindsight crystal , gimme my glasses
expectations flip epic to tragic

sitting out side on my sick day
actually sick, just like my shrink say
huffin’ on a dead pen that’s still hitting
baking in the setting sun just for a little
[instrumental break]

out of office phase
see it as i lost a day
doctors orders and an awkward bit of posturing

the work piles up to crates
and i’m well enough to tough the pain
barely better, but i hurry back like i’m late

one of the reasons i’m running on empty
is feeling like sh+t and playing it friendly
way overburdened let n0body help me
then finding a room to take naps on the stealthy

hustle like a hostage , with white noise blaring
orders from the top pretending that they’re caring
i got work the next day and i spend it preparing
stockholm syndrome and the sunday scaries

sitting outside on my sick day

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