MY HARU - Trigger
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Okay it's another day
Skip the coffee brake
You will miss it anyway

Buy the ticket now
To the old down town
Job is waiting, there's no
Time to hang around

Your favorite condition
Is depression, is depression
Same time I'm on the beach
You're probably is dying and
Telling me that you're fine

But I hear, how you're crying through the phone
Oh no-no-no, chill my bro,
You're successful in wasting your pathetic life

Maybe it is better for you to
Burn on the sun
Life is useless, job is worthless
Sky is turning grey

Spit on your bossman
And open the window tonight
Throw all your suitcase
And follow me triggered by sun

Look at those butts
Behind the glasses
Masturbating on their status
Remember you on the same place
I told ya, mate, it's a hospice

To burn on the sun
Life's no useless, job is worthless
Sky's are now okay

Spit on your bossman
And open the window tonight
Throw all your suitcase
And follow me triggered by sun.