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Sunday Lyrics

from Doris

"Sunday" is track #4 on the album Doris.
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[Verse 1: Earl Sweatshirt]
I know it don't seem difficult to hit you up
But you not passionate about half the shit that you into, and I ain't havin' it
And we both know that I don't mean to offend you, I'm just focused today
And I don't know why it's difficult to admit that I miss you
And I don't know why we argue, and I just hope that you listen
And if I hurt you I'm sorry, the music makes me dismissive
When I'm awake I'm just driftin', I'm not complainin'
It's just to say that I stay pretty busy, lately
And I couldn't be misbehaving, I just hang with my niggas
I'm fuckin' famous if you forgot, I'm faithful
Despite all my what's in my face and my pocket, and this is painfully honest
And when I say it I vomit, and cloudy days when I'm salty
I play the hate to the laundry
State to state for the profit, it ain't a stain on me, nigga
My momma raised me a prophet, I play for dollar incentive
And where I'm walking, it's studded, and half-retarted I stumble
To where she park where she visit, I grab the bottle and chug it
I see the car in the distance, I know the dark isn't coming
For the moment, if I could hold it
She, seems seems that

[Hook]
All my dreams got dimmer when I stopped smoking pot
Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And loving you is a little different, I don't like you a lot
You see, it seems like

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
I'm coming back I gotta handle business
Vanish to my sleepers see
Left you at terminal 3
I'll meet you down at baggage claim in a couple weeks
A fortnight
And you can parade my homecoming
Don't cry
You know I can't live in any place I visit
To live and die in LA
I got my Fleetwood Mac
I could get high every day
But I'd be sleepy, OCD and paranoid
So, give me Bolly beach
No molly please
Palm, no marijuana trees
Yo hickeys on my A order
And tattoos you could only see
When I'm playing surfboarder
Put whisky in that salt water
I emptied every canteen
Just to wear that straight edge varsity you think's cool
They thought me soft in High School
Thank God I'm jagged
Forgot you don't like it rough
I mean he called me a faggot
I was just calling his bluff
I mean how anal am I gon' be when I'm aiming my gun
And why's his mug all bloody, that was a three on one?
Standing ovation and Staples
I got my Grammy's and gold
Polka dots on my brit
I'm not supposed to be stunting
It's all melodic this song
I catch this vibe in my sleep
But I'm just jet-lagged is all
And restless

[Hook]
All my dreams got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
All my nightmares became more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
Loving you's a little different I don't like you a lot
I meanfuck

I dont know what went wrong
What good is West Coast weather
If youre bipolar
If Imma need this sweater
I'd rather be where it's cold
Where it snows
See how it goes

I put the flowers in bowls
I know their coming in droves
You're loneliness when it goes

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