The Sun
Street to Nowhere
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The sun hangs over Sunday And I'm tangled in sheets It creeps between my eyelids Seems the blinds sprung a leak Pills crushed in wine are a headache sometimes But not 'til the feelings worn off Still the sun hangs over Sunday And I'm not getting up There's nothing like a beautiful morning No there's nothing like a beautiful day No there's nothing like a beautiful morning To make me hate the way I hate myself today The sun hangs over Sunday I pull the blankets over my head And it creeps between the stitches I melt like wax in my bed There was someone here last night Before I closed my eyes She's just a scent on the sheets Still the sun hangs over Sunday And I'm gettin' the f*ck back to sleep The sun hangs over Sunday And I'm hung over as well The sun hangs over Sunday And I'm hung over as hell
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