Sitting on my bed, bored, thinking about drinking, thinking about calling people.
Lyrics
Sunday Boredom
Verse1:
Sunday boredom
It kills many men
Sunday morning
I’m one of them
Verse 2:
Sunday boredom
Nothing interests me
Sunday morning
Sitting in the heat
Chorus:
I close my eyes
And all the while
They come to watch
To watch me die
Verse 3:
Sunday boredom
Watching my phone
Sunday morning
Doesn’t feel like home
Verse 4:
Sunday boredom
Waiting for the night
Sunday morning
Just trying to survive
Chorus:
I close my eyes
And all the while
They come to watch
To watch me die
And I will wait
Until it’s too late
‘til the night is cold
When I will wake
Verse 5:
Sunday boredom
Hoping for a call
Sunday morning
To stop the alcohol
