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I hope to be happy, I hope to be calm
I hope to be somewhat content
Every morning, I wake up
And think to myself, "Oh god, we're doing this again!"

I hope I'll be resilient
I hope to be brave in the face of another family cancer
My mother cites a rosary downstairs
But Lord, these blessed words fail me

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I just wanna welcome all the broken people

Every morning, I wake up, and I drink my silly little oat milk coffee
And I text my silly little texts, and my phone's still on autocorrect
So I gotta backspace, take my caps out
'Cause I'm too lazy to change the settings, too hazy to hum myself to sleep
Oh my god, we're doing this again

I hope to be neurotic, go lucky
Young upstart, and plucky
Anatomically correct beating heart of the party
And I could be your vena cava
Pumping small talk between your trauma
While the red stains your new carpet

Every morning, I wake up, and I drink my silly little oat milk coffee
And I text my silly little texts, and my phone's still on autocorrect
So I gotta backspace, take my caps out
'Cause I'm too lazy to change the settings, too hazy to hum myself to sleep
Oh my god, we're doing this again

Every sunrise, every street sign, every goodbye
Every moonbeam, every fever dream
Every sunrise, every street sign, every goodbye
Every moonbeam, every fever dream
Wouldn't you love to be happy? (Every sunrise, every street sign, every goodbye)
Wouldn't you love to go outside for a change? (Every moonbeam, every fever dream)
And I don't mean in body (every sunrise, every street sign, every goodbye)
I mean embody, I mean embody (every moonbeam, every fever dream)

Every morning, I wake up, and I drink my silly little oat milk coffee
And I text my silly little texts, and my phone's still on autocorrect
So I gotta backspace, take my caps out
'Cause I'm too lazy to change the settings, too hazy to hum myself to sleep
Oh my god, we're doing this again

Every sunrise, every street sign, every goodbye (again)
Every moonbeam, every fever dream (again)
Every sunrise, every street sign, every goodbye (again)
Every moonbeam, every fever dream (we're doing this again)

Writer(s): George Berry, Nicholas Peters, Callum Litchfield, Iain Gillespie

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