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lirik lagu sunday morning – gr34t white

[verse 1: gr34t white]
walk out my room and dad’s sitting in his tomb
got out his crew, six pack to get his buzz to brew
sips as his unawareness grew and he had careless views
yellin’, he blares his truth, heartbreaks in the air with blues
mourning is how you could tell it was sunday morning
snoring cause you try to sleep the day away but roaring’s
forcing you to not be able to sleep at night, tears pouring
swarming suicidal thoughts leap out while it’s storming
sunday morning gloom, supposed to be about god’s bloom
sabbath looms with havoc doom in all corners of the room
unmask nukes that hit noon, hatred came from it’s womb
lyssa coursing through me, wondering when i’ll see lucy
or virgil to rescue me through these h-lls that induce dreams
of satan’s new schemes to renew steam, ignites cruedly
you see, early demons usually want to pursue me
unruly images construe beef for life to debut creeds

[verse 2: gr34t white]
newbies attack loosely, divert attention to new seas
movies trying to be watched as dad swims to eve
writing new songs on loose leaf for kids who use bongs
and are on strong feelings that make them lose sleep, yawn
sunday mornin’ is when we let the storm in, thunder’s roarin’
contortin’ screams is how you could tell it was sunday mornin’
tourin’ the house, broken windows, pick the pieces up, get to sortin’
important to know this experience releases us from captain morgan
as i watch you let more and more in until your kidney’s are drownin’
you’re off to the morgue and you can’t stop snorin’, alcohol put you down in
your demise from pourin’ after pourin’ to drown what was important

[hook: gr34t white & sample]
afraid that i’m gonna be just like you, dad, i’m gonna be just like you
cause the cat’s in the cradle with the silver spoon, little boy blue
is who i am with the man on the moon, “when you gonna visit dad?”
“i don’t know where he’s at to tell you the truth” so i’ll be in the booth

[verse 3: gr34t white]
listenin’ to the radio on my phone, girl wanna break up, please baby don’t
stuck with the ratio of horrific images that won’t save me groans
pay me loans is what life demandin’ lately though, sketchin’ outlines
flexin’ bout time, but ain’t want to flex the hex and doubt lines
wanna break barriers but i’m the curse carrier, what’s scarier
is the career i see clear in the mirror whispering “come here”
grab fears and drown with years of wasted time with inferiors
stuck in interiors, house full of hatred, after all, the more the merrier
dazes turn into blank gazes, beepin’ is screemin’ as a plank places
blank sp-ces fill up with tanked mazes, hit wall after wall, dad hazes
alcohol stumbles into mumbled gates with a smile in a crooked days in
whiff it like whippets, sucks that i was with it cause it checked out, but we didn’t

- gr34t white

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