Sunday Morning - Nothing Matters

She Took Ecstasy in Paris and She's Never Been the Same

Well I can't sit still, my head is ringing like a church bell
And we know that this never ends well, stuck in the corner of a stairwell

Stuck in a state, stuck in a state of displacency
No need to wait, no need to fucking wait for me

Another year gone, another year I got it all wrong
Wish I was someone you can count on, what if I never left Tucson

Stuck in a state, stuck in a state of displacency
No need to wait, no need to fucking wait for me cause I am

Bound to lose myself again
I'm losing touch with all my friends
Better days I'm counting on
I'm stuck with excuses, so fucking useless

Cause I am bound to lose myself again
I'm losing touch with all my friends
Better days I'm counting on
I'm stuck with excuses, so fucking useless

Another year gone

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Writer(s): Westly Benjunas
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