Are You Done Yet
I am going to bed
But you don't let me
This is bull - just bull
And I ain't do it no more
Things are not made for man
Don't give to man
I can't handle it
I am not You
And I am not equipped to do what You do
You are always up to something
And I am tired of it
So now ciao, adios - whatever you call it
I am done with
Good riddance
See if I care
See if the sun don't shine
'cause You are wasting my time
Plan B
Haha there is no plan B
I don't have plan without You
You fool
Not you God
Or is it You?
Who knows?
I am gonna go to bed
This time
Watch me
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