Текст песни Last Sunday I Didn't Do Shit - Boy Grapes

Once a week I tell myself
Get a job and get a life
It's hard to be hardworking
When everybody looks at you

What to do
When things don't go through
I don't wanna go
I won't be moved

Last Sunday I didn't do shit
I was so disappointed in myself that
I wallowed in my own disappointment

People calling my phone
Why can't I be left alone
Why do I pick up every time
Why do I pick up every time

I feel so tired
Drain of hopefulness
In myself and the rest of the world
I am a rock who doesn't roll
Over for anyone not even myself
You've seen my face
It's not really me
I'm reaching out
But its not really me

What to do
When things don't go through
I don't wanna go
I won't be moved