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