Jane Sage - Drunk On A Sunday Lyrics

Jane Sage – Drunk On A Sunday Lyrics

Thoughts of the weekend are pounding inside of my head
As I try to swallow the rest.
Hiding my mind from those
Who might know me as I am.
I’m trying to push them away.
I’m drunk on a Sunday.
Drunk on a Sunday.
I’m drunk on a Sunday.

Outside is raining with tears of depression.
An angry cloud screaming abuse at the sky.
Inside the devil addiction is calling.
I think of the people in churches that pray,
While I’m drunk on a Sunday.
Drunk on a Sunday.
I’m drunk on a Sunday.
My friends have all left me defeated by morning,
Crashed all around with their bodies so wrecked.
With nothing to do,
Nowhere to go and not much to say,
We’ll get drunk on a Sunday.

[Lyrics to Drunk On A Sunday by Jane Sage]