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