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Sunday and Iґm feeling bored
And Iґm feeling like my head is tore
Just canґt take it anymore
Still when I walk on at night
Iґm feeling like my head is fried
Just canґt fake it anymore
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Darkness
Darkness
Sometimes when I get caught up
And a part of me starts to go
Just canґt fake it anymore
Still when I walk on at night
Iґm feeling like my head is tied
Just canґt take it anymore
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Darkness
Darkness
What I want to
Said I have to
Still donґt want to
Stay
Sometimes when I get caught up
And a part of me starts to toll
Just canґt take it anymore
Now when I go out at night
Iґm feeling like my hands are tied
Just canґt fake it anymore
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Field of darkness
Darkness
Darkness