Nothing's changed this morning
Looks like everything's the same
I've got the pillow mark
And that sh*tty mug that wakes me up
I don't feel I fit in
A snowman under the sun
Staring at himself in the mirror
Despite the carrot, he smiles even more
Nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Nothing's changed this morning
My head still feels like an anvil
And I lost some feathers there
A wooden horse who blew his baptism by fire
'Cause at the club he played the tough guy
Nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Nothing's changed this morning
Every day brings its lot of sh*t
I see a problem that's feeling lonely
I feel sorry and take it along
That's how I feel alive
I always find along my way
Plenty of reasons to end up drunk
Nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun
Still nothing new under the sun