michael chapman - sunday lyrics
every sunday my momma made me go to church
pretty sure it’s been that way since my birth
not sure what it’s worth
in a world with all these problems
i feel like i’m robbin myself of precious time
in a world full of atrocities and crime
what is the point of asking a god for help that doesn’t answer?
i need an answer
but none ever come
rule of thumb don’t ask god for help and expect them to answer
i need an answer
every sunday i wonder what i’m worth
even though it’s pretty clear that church
doesn’t help my problems i sit there and wonder
what would my life have been like if i didn’t go under?
even if i could get out i never want to
even when i win i think i lose
every day something new slips away
and i owe it all to sunday
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