Woke up on a Sunday morning,
Dim thought of an exit started.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
Insanity's waves start forming,
The dams broke on a Sunday morning.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
Feeling the sunrise, dead weight before me,
Flood through the red veils. Bright lights adorn me.
Feeling the sunrise doing it for me now.
Feeling the sunrise, there in its glory.
Auras in red veils, bright lights adorn me.
Feeling the sunrise doing it for me now.
Woke up on a Sunday morning,
In bed in an endless stalling.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
A vanity so disarming,
I walked out in a Sunday mourning.
That's how I wanna, that's how I wanna be fated.
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