I HATE SUNDAY Songtext
von THE BLSSM
I HATE SUNDAY Songtext
Sleepin′ sideways, I'm under, over the
Bad, dark-type days, I still resent my
Self, if I′m feelin' kinda lazy, don't
Tap out, chill down for my own safety
Straight to the blade, I pass my feelings on, and on
To somebody else, I′ll build a shelter now, you′re gone
And my mental health, I'll burn up, like it′s a marathon
That I've nearly won, that I′ve nearly won, yeah
(Hey)
I'm just pushin′ and pullin' myself
(Safe)
And so it's nothin′ if bad for health
I need to take more time
Beat up my brain until Sunday
Swimmin′ in a fish bowl of anxiety
I want bigger things, I wanna feel complete
Don't cut off my strings of autonomy
I′m tryna buy me a pair of some angel wings
Throw me a bone, I'm kinda freakin′ out, it's hell
When I′m all alone, I'll build a shelter now, you're gone
And my mental health, I′ll burn up, like it′s a marathon
That I've nearly won, that I′ve nearly won, yeah
(Hey)
I'm just pushin′ and pullin' myself
(Safe)
And so it′s nothin' if bad for health
I need to take more time
Beat up my brain until Sunday
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don't look back
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don′t look back
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don′t look back
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don't look back
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
Bad, dark-type days, I still resent my
Self, if I′m feelin' kinda lazy, don't
Tap out, chill down for my own safety
Straight to the blade, I pass my feelings on, and on
To somebody else, I′ll build a shelter now, you′re gone
And my mental health, I'll burn up, like it′s a marathon
That I've nearly won, that I′ve nearly won, yeah
(Hey)
I'm just pushin′ and pullin' myself
(Safe)
And so it's nothin′ if bad for health
I need to take more time
Beat up my brain until Sunday
Swimmin′ in a fish bowl of anxiety
I want bigger things, I wanna feel complete
Don't cut off my strings of autonomy
I′m tryna buy me a pair of some angel wings
Throw me a bone, I'm kinda freakin′ out, it's hell
When I′m all alone, I'll build a shelter now, you're gone
And my mental health, I′ll burn up, like it′s a marathon
That I've nearly won, that I′ve nearly won, yeah
(Hey)
I'm just pushin′ and pullin' myself
(Safe)
And so it′s nothin' if bad for health
I need to take more time
Beat up my brain until Sunday
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don't look back
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don′t look back
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don′t look back
Fuck it up, yeah -
Switch it up, yeah
Switch it up, and don't look back
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
I, I-I, I-I
Writer(s): Lily Lizotte, Reuben James Butler Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com