Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunday, artist - Born Without Bones. Album song Say Hello, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 15.11.2010
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
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 |