The streets are so desolate
When it's 3 in the morning.
Looks like it's all nighters this week.
I can't afford to sleep (I have so much to finish)
yet I can't afford NOT to sleep (Down with the sickness, OOOOH WAH AH AH AH)...
I wish actually had a desire to eat,
because I would dig into the pot of Rasam I made.
Looks like it's all nighters this week.
I can't afford to sleep (I have so much to finish)
yet I can't afford NOT to sleep (Down with the sickness, OOOOH WAH AH AH AH)...
I wish actually had a desire to eat,
because I would dig into the pot of Rasam I made.