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(Music: Z. Walters, c. volk, s. hampton; Words: Z. Walters)
Woke up this morning, the sun was rising the day was dawning,
without a warning, the hole in my soul cried out and kept calling,
fill me up it said, fill me up it cried,
couldnt put a smile on my face if I tried
tried lotion to loosen up the skin,
tried to think a happy thought but where do I begin?
My happy tanks on empty need to fill it up
If yours runneth over spill some in my cup
People talking bout saratonin, what the hells that
I was deprived when I was born think you could spare me a sack
took a long shower but couldnt get it goin
still stepped out the door just to get the things flowin
some undertow is pullin my down, dont know what it is
got hella thirsty but theres nothing in the fridge
the clocks tickin, the days are slippin,
cant get my eyes to open whym I always trippin
tried cold water to tighten up my skin
tried to think a happy thought but where do I begin?