Sivan Langer - The Second Cup
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Before the second cup of coffee
I was feeling quite entropic
Without you
I was a saucer full of secrets
There was a choir of wicked crickets
What could I do?
I was buying any ticket
Selling me for free
It wasn’t good for me
Now, it’s just another coffee
There no cupboard and no trophies
For me and you
I was feeling quite entropic
Without you
I was a saucer full of secrets
There was a choir of wicked crickets
What could I do?
I was buying any ticket
Selling me for free
It wasn’t good for me
Now, it’s just another coffee
There no cupboard and no trophies
For me and you
