Lyrics SUNDAY - Molly Annelle

Introspective
Present me to the nature of life
A collection (a collection)
Of days if you′re not up at night

Take time for a renew looking out the rear-view
But did I imagine what I left behind
And I know the recipe just to what frightens me
Getting lost in the thought of my own skies

Now everyday is like Sunday
But not in a good way
I always feel I'm missing something (missing something)
Now every day is like Sunday
But in the worst way
Expect your life
But give me nothing

Body planet Mercury
Maybe it′s the gem in me
Never act the way I seem
Really prone to changing things

Crystal boxes by the door
I don't know what we're living for
But I know that there′s something more
Waiting for me

But I rise, I get pulled from the ashes
Air sign but water is what attaches
And Geminis party like sailors
But we try to tailor to be
What you want us to be

Now everyday is like Sunday
But not in a good way
I always feel I′m missing something (missing something)
Now every day is like Sunday
But in the worst way
Expect your life
But give me nothing

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

Gotta get up, I keep moving
Gotta get gotta get up, I keep moving
Gotta get gotta get up, I keep moving
Gotta gotta get up, I keep moving

Gotta get up, I keep moving
Gotta get gotta get up, I keep moving
Gotta get gotta get up, I keep moving
Gotta gotta get up, I keep moving

Now everyday is like Sunday
But not in a good way
I always feel I'm missing something (missing something)
Now every day is like Sunday
But in the worst way
Expect your life
But give me nothing

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la la la

Now everyday is like Sunday
But in the worst way
Expect your life
But give me nothing