This is the 999th song about escaping from that old abusive relationship I used to be in.
See, all of us are made of parts; some parts hold on to traumas. Part o' me still feels like she's in the bedroom of the yucky man, who used to be my bad boyfriend. This song is welcoming her back into the sunlight. C'mon, Little-Me; you can come back out.
The lyrics are:
It is time for you to come out of that bedroomIt is time for you to come to come out of it now
It is time for you to come out of that bedroom
And you know it will be a good thing, somehow
It is time for you to go out in the sunlight
Of a bright and shiny rainbow covered day
It is time for you to come out in the sunlight
And forget about the shit from yesterday
It is time to come out of that stupid bedroom
This song's all about escaping from the gloom
Of the bad man, who took all of your light away
Come on out and about into a sunny day
You don't have to be scared of him anymore
Because you got away, you walked out of that door
So it's time to come out of the stupid bedroom
You can sing, you can shout, you're free of Mister Doom
It is time for you to come out of that bedroom
It is time for you to get the fuck away
It is time for you to come out of that bedroom
And emerge into a bright and sunny day
Here's the alternative player thingy, in case the one up top is incompatible with your portable electronic device, laptop, or desktop computer:
It is time for you to come out of that bedroom
It is time for you to get the fuck away
It is time for you to come out of that bedroom
And emerge into a bright and sunny day
Here's the alternative player thingy, in case the one up top is incompatible with your portable electronic device, laptop, or desktop computer:
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