Sunday (Explicit)歌词-E Royale

Sunday (Explicit)歌词由E Royale演唱，出自专辑《Wonderland 39 (Explicit)》，下面是《Sunday (Explicit)》完整版歌词！

Sunday (Explicit)歌词完整版

I'm trying to think of something less

I'm tired of feeling nothingness

I've got my bags all packed for summer but still I think it's

Sunday

Sunday

My anxiety kills me

Kills me

It's the window to my darkest of souls

Got a barrel of problems

Problems

All conditions that I don't wanna solve

But it's out of my control

I'm trying to think of something less

I'm tired of feeling nothingness

I've got my bags all packed for summer but still I think it's

Sunday

Sunday

Can somebody help me

Help Me

I'm a disaster and I don't wanna lose

Gotta break break from my cycles

Cycles

Wanna live but it's so hard to do

But it's out of my con-

Trol

But it's out of my control

It started when I was young

So helpless and afraid

I hated everything about the way that I was portrayed

I didn't really know what to do

But I found out there was a way to get through

Away from all the shit that I'd done and the people that I'd wronged

I found myself with open arms

And popping a molly or two

I'm trying to think of something less

I'm tired of feeling nothingness

I've got my bags all packed for summer but still I think it's

Sunday

Sunday

I'm trying to think of something less

I'm tired of feeling nothingness

I've got my bags all packed for summer but still I think it's

Sunday

Sunday