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Alan Douches - Bubble Gum Lyrics

Former child prodigy composer
Who’s been sleeping a minute longer every day
Is also pretty good at math
And knows exactly how long it’s going to take
Until the night stretches all over and fills up her place
Like an overblown bubble-gum with the longest lasting taste
And it bums her out although not quite as much as one might think
Because
The best mysteries are always submerged in black ink

The way she sees it
Growing up shouldn’t have to involve
Making up for the mistakes she’s made
And by now she would have hoped to be
More composed or at least
A little less afraid

Now there’s barely time left to fold her t-shirts and pair the socks
Tomorrow is another day after all
To try and cheat the clocks

Her detective talent is wasted on the case
Whoever’s to blame left behind no clues
The alarm clock is set
Right by her bedside
And the loose ends are untied
Just like the laces in her shoes