It's my own cheating heart that makes me cry

Song of the day;;

→ Jack's Mannequin - Television

Run around the spiral, it's our choice now

Up or down, days can seem so long

Holy ghost, I'm living with your voice now

But tonight, I'm sleeping with my television on

Come tomorrow, there'll be hell to pay and clouds across the sun

You were right, I've always been a sinner

You were right, I've wasted all your time

You said it all, we drank too much at dinner

So tonight, I'm sleeping with my television on

Come tomorrow, there'll be hell to pay and clouds across the sun

You and I, baby, we're a broken record

Turn around, we're making sound but only for the noise

And what if I could live like this, but not forever

And what if you could move the needle to a more forgiving song

And what if this was never really broken all along

But for tonight, I'm sleeping with my television on

I'm sleeping with my TV on

Yeah, I don't mind sleeping, not when there's flash and buzz

Your colours dance beneath my bedroom door

Yeah, I don't mind sleeping with my TV on

With my TV on

With my TV on

With my TV on

Come tomorrow, your signal in the silence 'til the dawn

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Joo, siis mustakin ois kiva tietää johtuuko mun vatsan vihoittelu siitä, että mulla on nälkä vai siitä, että se nyt muuten vaan haluaa vihata mua.