Lletres: The Ergs. The Clocks, The Clocks.

Hello Katelyn, let's start another
Bullshit day among the rest
Grab your coffee and a smile
And we'll blow through this fucking mess

Maybe I could make a stupid joke
Maybe you could have another smoke
And we plot our fucking way out of this town

I wake up early too
And I punch this clock the same as you
And I don't like it anymore than you do
Take comfort in the fact you're not alone