I feel small, I can't do anything Tonight it feels, like im inviting death in Death has come, on a Sunday Night Its so, so alone, so it forces me into the light Live, yeah, I have to live Breath, I can't hardly breath Head, I can't feel my head Bones, they are all dead There are ways, to fight the days And there are ways, to live your life through haze Its on repeat, its like greatest feeling Nothing can't comepete, with this evil day Seems its here to stay, the day, named Sunday Live, yeah, I have to live Breath, I can't hardly breath Head, I can't feel my head Bones, they are all dead