Sunday (Acoustic)
Morgan Robertson
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Look at what I've done Drank too much and I'm paying for it Like I always do Like I always do And I don't know why I even bother anymore It's the same shit different weekend And I'm getting bored So are you And one of these times I swear you're gonna say That we're through And just when I think I get ahead, I go and f*ck it all up again I apologize a million times, you tell me everything's alright And you tell me that I've done no wrong then why, why do I feel so lost? It's a Sunday and I'm soul searching You'd think I'd realize by now Mr. Liquor he don't bring much to my table no more No, nothing compared to you And you're all I want and think about This distance is killing me so I go and do what people do I drink I miss you And just when I think I get ahead I go and f*ck it all up again I apologize a million times, you tell me everything's alright And you tell me that I've done no wrong then why, why do I feel so lost? It's a Sunday and I'm soul searching It's a Sunday and I'm soul searching
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