"5am On Sunday" lyrics
"5am On Sunday"
Give me a break because another one said
It wasn't the right time
It's never the right time
You folded it up for a long weekend
But, I've got to work
I've got to stay ready
Just in case you might change your mind
So at 5am on a Sunday night
I'll be ready to go, I was the first in line
It's never the right line
Never the right time
I'm standing alone, I watch another go by
I'm fogging the glass up
My breathing is so tight
Thirteen years bad luck today
Thirteen years
All I want
Is to be a star
But I'm not the one who decides today
Not the one who decides
Give me a break cause I've been working so long
I need to see sunlight
Before I look twilight
I'm sucking the blood from every single last song
Picturing my life
If I could just write
Why does this whole thing have to take so long
And why am I letting myself hold on
Is it my scratchy voice
That's not good enough
Or is it just that there's a new one
Now that I'm going by every word that you say
It's still not the right time
It's never the right rhyme
And soon I'll be selling all of my clothes to change
And picking up whatever he has
Just in case you might see me
So at 5am on Sunday
I'll be ready to go, I'm running on no sleep
Breaking the record of my attempt at dreams
Scraping the bottom to dig out that hole
Finding the way that's less typical
I've got thirteen years bad luck today
Thirteen years
All I need
Is to be asleep
Because I'm the one who decides my fate
I'm the one who decides my fate
Thirteen years bad luck today
Thirteen years it's time to change
It's time to change
It's gonna change
It's time to change
It's gonna change
It's time to change
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- The Early November Lyrics
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