I need to get out of this rut called life.
I ain’t just trying to write a love song, I ain’t just trying to get my fuck on Let me describe this where I come from Let me speak on something like Sunshine on the window pane Feeling like every things okay Sing a lullaby, my oh my I can tell a smile don’t lie when it’s on her face
I want someone to feel this way about me.
I am absolutely dreading work tomorrow, I think I really need to move on from this job it’s no longer fun, every weekend I start to feel sick about going to work, knowing I need the money is the only reason I keep going back. I keep turning down shifts when I am called last minute where even a few months ago I always did my best to be available.