wake up at noon,the same stinky sunshine
walking,sitting,staring and walking again
i'm lying in my bed,thinking about my future
i got no ideas,i'm phuced up again
i don't know why,i don't wanna know why
life's such a bitch that never makes me excited
nothing is new ,nothing is good
what can i change,no surprise at all
sweet sweet sunday
sweet sweet sunday
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
bottle in my hand ,only air in my head
i feel so lucky lonely,but maybe it's good
i've got my bad luck,i've got my boring fate
why do i still have so phucing many tomorrows
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
baby life's so boring...
boring...
bottle in my hand ,only air in my head
i feel so lucky lonely,but maybe it's good
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do
i got nothing to do