The Sundays

I need a night off but I'll take all year
Will you take any message?
I need a night off
I can't stay here
I'm sure to find a way out of this
I need a night off just read my lips
Are you getting the message?
I'm sick as a dog
But I'll just say this
You're as sick as I am

So what do you think about me?
What do you think about me?
Everyone around me is driving me mad

Here I go along this road
Feeling I don't want to slow down
These days of obsession
I need a night off because life's too dear
Let me show you my photographs
See me work, see me rest
See me play
O I'm sure I had it better back then

So what do you think about me?
I couldn't live without me
But everything about me is driving me mad

Here I go along this road
Feeling I don't want to slow
Run so hard, I lose my breath
One thing I don't want to know now
These days of obsession
Delirious and uncertain still
And will they always stay uncertain still?

Written by DAVID GAVURIN, HARRIET WHEELER
Published by Universal Music Publishing Group

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