The Second Cup Songtext
von Sivan Langer

Before the second cup of coffee
I was feeling quite entropic
Without you

I was a saucerful of secrets
There was a choir of wicked crickets
What could we do?

I was buying any ticket
Selling me for free
It wasn′t good for me

Now, it's just another coffee
There′s no cupboard and no trophy
For me and you

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