Sundaze

Well, I woke up with that knot

In my stomach 'round 8am

Hopin' that I wouldn't fuckin' puke

It all up, but here we go again

Well, I tried so hard to control myself

But it was a great party

And somehow I got just a little schwasty

And then I realized it was 3

And now I'm hungover on a Sunday

I really got this down

Tryin' to focus on my to-do list

And not shittin' my brains out

With clouds in my head

And stones in my gut

I'm in a sundaze

My frontal lobe is bursting at the seams

From all of this pressure

Yeah, get me a shot or some ibuprofen

But save that lecture

Everything is too loud

I don't wanna think

Get that hair of the dog

And pour another drink

And now I'm hungover on a Sunday

I really got this down

Tryin' to focus on my to-do list

And not shittin' my brains out

With clouds in my head

And stones in my gut

I'm in a sundaze

I'm in a sundaze

I'm in that sundaze