Little Nothings

Pieces of a discrepant diary

Bakerman is bakin' bread

The night train is coming,
got to keep on running

Sometimes my blood goes on the boil.
Sometimes I mope.
Sometimes I want to expire.

Bakerman by Laid Back chills me down every time.

You got to cool down,
relax,
an' take it easy


Mood: chilled

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