Sunday Morning Kiss

We obey
We consume
We live inside our heads a tiny room
We rebel then
Then we conform
We live in the societal norms

So don't tell me
He said, she said, they said, I said, it's dead - I don't wanna hear it anymore
And how did it come to [C7]this, apocalypse is waiting to [C7]knock on [C7]your back door

And I found god between the cracks
I was [Am7]walkin' on [C7]sidewalks, I broke my [A]momma's back
And they will say my [A]name
And I will play their game
But don't think I won't cheat my [A]way to [C7]the top
Like flies they will all [Em]drop

Cause he said, she said, they said, I said, it's dead - I don't wanna hear it anymore
And how did it come to [C7]this, apocalypse is waiting to [C7]knock on [C7]your back door - now

They tell me soar my [A]little angel
Be oh so stable
And I tɾy but I cry
Cause it's not easy being up and [Bm]down
My feet won't ever touch the ground
I save myself then I accidentally wreck my [A]health
Spending money with too much confidence
My only Sunday morning kiss
Is a cigarette between my [A]lips

Apocalypse
The moon's eclipse
Above the tɾain tɾacks

Apocalypse
Ignorant bliss
A Sunday morning kiss

A Sunday morning kiss
A Sunday morning kiss
A Sunday morning kiss

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