A miserable sunday morning
2024-04-24
Créé par Sigma coolio avec Udio AI
Lyrics
Sunday morning A heavy head and a messy bed, I'm still yawnin' but the crave for bread got me out of bed. As I toast the bread with a heavy head I dream of a perfect morning. The toast pops up and I snap right back into my sad sunday morning. As i grab the salt for my bread I slip and drop it and at the sight I almost dropped dead "COULD THIS DAY GET ANY WORSE!" I said on my terrible sunday mornin'.
