Woke up with a really bad migraine
Last night was f*****g insane
House is f*****g wrecked what do I do
Got no money left but my rents due
Wolfi on the couch cause he pa**ed out
Condoms on my desk, what’s that about
Gotta clean outside but the rain is pouring
This s**t always happens every sunday morning
Sunday mornin
Rain is pourin
Got not option
But to mourn about
All the really bad s**t
But when Monday rolls around we’ll be okay
Cause we’ll just do it again after friday
Sunday mornin
Rain is pourin
Got not option
But to mourn about
All the really bad s**t
But when Monday rolls around we’ll be okay
Cause we’ll just do it again after friday
Sunday mornin
Rain is pourin
Got no option
Sunday mornin got a warnin didn’t take s**t
Sunday mornin we just never stopped talkin
1 pm it’s about time to clock in
Mom always told me don’t get mixed in with the bad crowd
Must be why she pretends she’s really proud
Sunday morning
Rain is pourin
Got no option
But to mourn about
All the really bad s**t
I admit this s**t leaves a bad taste
But i guess we got a kink for getting sh**faced
Drink just to cover the fear of getting replaced
Sitting in the cover thinking you’re a disgrace
You keep thinking like was it really worth it?
If it truly was then you deserve it
All the regrets surely confirm it
Sunday mornin
Rain is pourin
Got no option
But to mourn about
All the really bad s**t
But when Monday rolls around we’ll be okay
Cause we’ll just do it again after friday
Sunday morning
Rain is pourin
Got no option
But to mourn about
All the really bad s**t
But when Monday rolls around we’ll be okay
Cause we’ll just do it again after friday
Sunday mornin
Rain is pourin
Got no option
But to mourn about
All the really bad s**t
But when Monday rolls around we’ll be okay
Cause we’ll just do it again after friday