Mad Anti Morning Anthem ( don't be tired )

My phone is screaming,
"Get up now," I'd rather hide beneath the sheets.
The coffee waits, it's calling me,
But I don't want to leave this dream.
Another day, another race, I hide my head and save my face.
I just want to sleep, don't call my name.
Every morning feels the same.
Let the world keep spinning 'round, I'll stay buried,