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letra de monday morning cold - erin mckeown

it’s a monday morning, cold winter’s day, nothing outside is real
step in the car, turn the key, put on some heat, begin to feel
then i blink my eyes to make sure i’m me and think about catching a buzz
box my ears, clean my nose, got to get in gear because

i’ve got a h-ll to be in by 8:05 and i can’t find my head
and i can’t figure out just why i’m here but i think i’m being led

i’m rolling down the highway at a safe and sane sixty per
seems so easy, seems so right to pull over and jump the curb
the steering wheel begins to shift a little to my right
my palms become sweaty and i jerk in a flash of light
i slam on the breaks and screech to a halt
pedestrians are swerving, i laugh cause it’s my fault
calm as can be i pull back into traffic
speeding towards my h-ll cause i like my violence graphic
the trees and leaves become superimposed on the sky
my vision is consumed with the greenness going by

i’ve got a h-ll to be in by 8:05 and i can’t find my head
and i can’t figure out just why i’m here but i think i’m being led

at 7:50 i’m stopped behind a school bus filled with p-b-s
wouldn’t it be funny, i think, to sell the little f-ckers ‘ludes?
but then a thought occurs to me from long ago when i was young
of the fear i had inside me at the prospect of barbiturate fun
oh, how the times they change, i cackle deep inside
as i speed past that yellow sh-t puking carbon monoxide

i’ve got a h-ll to be in by 8:05 and i can’t find my head
and i can’t figure out just why i’m here but i think i’m being led

i’ve got five minutes to bolt, can’t be late to my h-ll
when that cold hits me again, who i am i cannot tell
what’s reality is a mystery brought on by too much thought
my concepts collapse my sense of being caught
between the cold air surrounding me and the emptiness inside
my head is k!lling me, and i’ve got no place to hide

- erin mckeown

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