Sunday means snakes
And a pulse that won't be slowed down
While the whole flat shakes
With each and every underground
See i can't let it rest i just don't have what it takes
Sunday means snakes
I need a bottle of wine
Or something a little stronger
I need the rest of my life
Or maybe a little longer
I cannot abide telegraphing my fakes
Sunday means snakes
I been loving so hard
My heart grew too big
Ducking at shadows
Powdering my wig
Breathing too shallow
Sweating it through
Toe in the deep end
Lips turning blue
While i was biding my time
The time it flexed and ran away
I was punching in and out
But it had already had its way
Both eyes peeled as the gold-leaf flakes
Sunday means snakes
Tuff Sunshine - Sunday Means Snakes Lyrics
Tuff Sunshine - Sunday Means Snakes Lyrics
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Sunday means snakes
And a pulse that won't be slowed down
While the whole flat shakes
With each and every underground
See i can't let it rest i just don't have what it takes
Sunday means snakes
I need a bottle of wine
Or something a little stronger
I need the rest of my life
Or maybe a little longer
I cannot abide telegraphing my fakes
Sunday means snakes
I been loving so hard
My heart grew too big
Ducking at shadows
Powdering my wig
Breathing too shallow
Sweating it through
Toe in the deep end
Lips turning blue
While i was biding my time
The time it flexed and ran away
I was punching in and out
But it had already had its way
Both eyes peeled as the gold-leaf flakes
Sunday means snakes
And a pulse that won't be slowed down
While the whole flat shakes
With each and every underground
See i can't let it rest i just don't have what it takes
Sunday means snakes
I need a bottle of wine
Or something a little stronger
I need the rest of my life
Or maybe a little longer
I cannot abide telegraphing my fakes
Sunday means snakes
I been loving so hard
My heart grew too big
Ducking at shadows
Powdering my wig
Breathing too shallow
Sweating it through
Toe in the deep end
Lips turning blue
While i was biding my time
The time it flexed and ran away
I was punching in and out
But it had already had its way
Both eyes peeled as the gold-leaf flakes
Sunday means snakes
Writer: Stough Michael Turner, Johnny Leitera, Cordero Garcia Ana Marieli
Copyright: Lyrics © KILLPHONIC
Copyright: Lyrics © KILLPHONIC
Performed By: Tuff Sunshine
Length: 4:29
Written by: Stough Michael Turner, Johnny Leitera, Cordero Garcia Ana Marieli