Another washed out Sunday
Fell into the bottle once again
So tired
I'm feeling weary
Can't clear the mess made in my mind
I wasted time on you
I wasted time on you
I found a four leaf clover
If its good luck
Why do I keep falling down?
Sun turns to rolling thunder
Its so hard when your feet don't touch the ground
Another washed out Sunday
I left the mess I made behind
I know I'll make it one day
But now I'm feeling lost inside
I wasted time on you
I wasted time on you
I found a four leaf clover
If its good luck
Why do I keep falling down?
Sun turns to rolling thunder
Its so hard when your feet don't touch the ground
Another washed out Sunday
I found a four leaf clover...
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