크레딧
작곡 및 작사
Cara Elizabeth Keyser
작사가 겸 작곡가
가사
We obey
We consume
We live inside our heads this tiny room
We rebel
Then we conform
We live inside these 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 this apocalypse is waiting to knock on your back door now
And I found god between the cracks
I was walking on sidewalks I broke my momma's back
and they will say my name
and I will play their game
But don't think I won't cheat my way to the top
Like flies they will all 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 this apocalypse is waiting to knock on your back door now
They tell me soar my little angel
Be oh so stable
And I try but I cry
Cause it's not easy being up and down
My feet won't ever touch the ground
I save myself then I accidentally wreck my health
Spending money with too much confidence
My only Sunday morning kiss
Is a cigarette between my lips
Apocalypse
The moon's eclipse
Above the train tracks
Apocalypse
Ignorant bliss
A Sunday morning kiss
A Sunday morning kiss
A Sunday morning kiss
A Sunday morning kiss
Sunday Morning Kisses
Sunday Morning Kisses
Sunday Morning Kisses
Sunday Morning Kisses
Written by: Cara Elizabeth Keyser