| Cursed Monday
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| Let's turn this omelette
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| And all the people there
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| Pretending to feel good at home
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| Ooh, damn Monday
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| And I who do not go to sleep
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| We who never sleep
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| Until these cigarettes are finished
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| We alone, but together
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| On the street, but together
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| It's absurd, it's short
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| It is nothing but together
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| Alone, but together
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| It is nothing but together
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| It's absurd, it's short
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| It is nothing but together
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| Cursed Monday
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| It has always been just a big mess
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| I would like to feel nostalgia
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| But you are my great love and my worst enemy
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| And the words I glue and go
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| But they are dictated by large voids
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| The world is an encyclopedia
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| And we who have been reborn for millions of years
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| Yes, the memories go away
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| And they only remain in the lead
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| Yes, I have some photos
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| Some old videotapes of mine
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| People love each other so much for
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| But he hates himself for a good reason
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| It doesn't even look fake, yes
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| But they always pretend to be near you
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| Cursed Monday
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| It has always been just a big mess
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| I would like to feel nostalgia
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| But you are my great love and my worst enemy
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| And the words I glue and go
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| But they are dictated by large voids
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| The world is an encyclopedia
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| And we who have been reborn for millions of years
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| (and we who have been reborn for millions of years)
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| We alone, but together
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| On the street, but together
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| It's absurd, it's short
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| It is nothing but together
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| Alone, but together
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| It is nothing but together
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| It's absurd, it's short
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| It is nothing but together
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| Cursed Monday
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| It has always been just a big mess
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| I would like to feel nostalgia
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| But you are my great love and my worst enemy
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| And the words you took away from me
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| But they are dictated by large voids
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| The world is an encyclopedia
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| And we who have been reborn for millions of years |