Wake up
In the morning
I take a look outside its no surprise that I know
I know what today will be like
Get drunk
Catch a feeling
It's just different shit on the same day
And I believe that
We'll hold on exhale the night
Sundays are for living
Sundays are a feeling
When your heart has lost it's feeling and your eyes are on the ceiling
Oh
Oh
Sundays are for living
Sundays are a feeling
When your heart has lost it's feeling and your eyes are on the ceiling
Oh
Oh
Wake up
Can't recall it
A night of improvised highs it's no surprise that I know
I know what today will be like
Get drunk
Catch a feeling
It's just different shit on the same day
And I believe that
We'll hold on exhale the night
Sundays are for living
Sundays are a feeling
When your heart has lost it's feeling and your eyes are on the ceiling
Oh
Oh
Sundays are for living
Sundays are a feeling
When your heart has lost it's feeling and your eyes are on the ceiling
Oh
Oh
Sundays are for living
Sundays are a feeling
When your heart has lost it's feeling and your eyes are on the ceiling
Oh
Oh
Sundays are for living
Sundays are a feeling
When your heart has lost it's feeling and your eyes are on the ceiling
Oh
Oh