Wake up at noon the same stinky sunshine
Walking sitting staring and walking again
I'm lying in my bed thinking about my future
I got no ideas i'm phuced up again
I don't know why i don't wanna know why
Life's such a b***h that never makes me excited
Nothing is new nothing is good
What can i change no surprise at all
Sweet sweet sunday
Sweet sweet sunday
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
Bottle in my hand only air in my head
I feel so lucky lonely but maybe it's good
I've got my bad luck i've got my boring fate
Why do i still have so phucing many tomorrows
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
Baby life's so boring boring
Bottle in my hand only air in my head
I feel so lucky lonely but maybe it's good
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
I got nothing to do
