"Sunday" lyrics

"Sunday"

Today felt like sunday
So did yesterday
And the day before tomorrows war will be waking up for another day
Just like every other day

All my shirts don't fit
All my words are shit
Always looking for a flavor that don't exist
Dependent on dependance that I don't declare
So what's the problem here?
Here's to another shitty year

Deflate my head
Take me off of that cloud
I am nothing to be proud of
Take me off your back
I want to run
Off into the nearest setting sun

I avoid mirrors
Haven't seen myself in years
Is my hair still brown?
Am I still a clown?
Or did my makeup wash away?
Did I melt on a summers day?

I can't change your view
What I am to you is if I'm not good enough for myself
Why am I too good for everybody else?
Here's the bullet, take your best shot

Deflate my head
Take me off of that cloud
I am nothing to be proud of
Take me off your back
I want to run
Off into the nearest setting sun, alright

Today felt like Sunday
So did yesterday
And the day before tomorrows war will be waking up for another day
Just like every other day

Deflate my head
Take me off of that cloud
I am nothing to be proud of
Take me off your back
I want to run
Off into the nearest setting sun

Deflate my head
Take me off of these clouds
Cause I am nothing to be proud of
Take me off your back
I want to run
Off into the nearest loaded gun


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