Lyrics:
Sunday, always hard to get to sleepWhen weird noises are implying threatsOn cold sheets, I sweatOn any other dayIt's all rest and flowersAnd a long night of nothingIn the morning some coffee'Cause when the sun goes downYou close your eyesAnd think that you mightWake in the same placeI'm out of my headThat was what they saidThere was no wayI would ever trust againThere's something that fills you upAnd it feels you up and thenIt takes control of your better senseThere ain't no control of thingsYou take for grantedBut they came and they held me upAnd they felt me up and leftI miss themTake me to your worldI want to know if I belong thereInstead of hereIs there religion?It is unordinaryTo want this affectionBut I don't have a real friendAnd I hate my whole familyBut from my bedMy window's lit by a red lightI have seen beforeWhile floating awayI'm out of my headThat was what they saidThere was no wayI would ever trust againThere's something that fills you upAnd it feels you up and thenIt takes control of your better senseThere ain't no control of thingsYou take for grantedBut they came and they held me upAnd they felt me up and left, left, left, leftI'm out of my headThat was what they saidThere was no wayI would ever trust againThere's something that fills you upAnd it feels you up and thenIt takes control of your better senseThere ain't no control of thingsYou take for grantedBut they came and they held me upAnd they felt me up and they leftI miss them