Sunday

dont want to wake
your heads about to break
your visions blurred...your mouth is dry
it is sunday
just another sunday
your body aches....your conscience sleeps
it is sunday
just another sunday
you say...you dont wanna feel this way
you say...you dont wanna feel this way
u dont wanna feel
i think im outta my mind sometimes maybe
no room in my head cause its filled with a boom
i think im outta my mind sometimes maybe
no room in my head cause its filled with a boom
your knees are weak......your hearts on speed
it is sunday
just another sunday