it's quiet.
The idiot upstairs finally stopped drilling or bouncing balls or whatever it is he/she does to make a lot of noise.
Just you, me, the silence and black.
Oh don't don't don't get up
I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you, baby
Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you
Nice song, that.
Oh and, fuginn, do us a favour.
HI I SELLING MY HOUSE
with matching pipes
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