The days get longer with each passing day
My room gets tighter and I don't know how it will continue
I think Corona is more famous than the fall of the Berlin Wall and Jesus combined
And it has just begun
The days get longer with each passing day
And I wonder when I'll see crowded pubs again
When I walk home at night

I have no hope to sell
I have no hope to sell

Only coping with the present
Everyone knows what that means
Coping with the present
And everyone agrees

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