Sunday of the Year

This is the Sunday of the year August month and school is looming But hey this time there's hope All I gotta do it last til June And after that I'm free to mess everything up I'll be free to run away To stay right here I'll be free to make money Spend on musical gear I'll be free to pay taxes or maybe do tax fraud Maybe I'll travel the world or maybe not There's finally a light at the end of this tunnel Maybe I'll give you a hand This levels been a struggle But I think I'm gonna pass Move on to round 3 The whole fucking world against me And I think I can take it if it's a bit more free Look I get shit grades but I don't care if I pass Staying alive is my primary task And I think I can do it, I can pull through Then go live in the woods say f*ck it to all of you There's finally a light at the end of this tunnel Maybe I'll give you a hand This levels been a struggle But I think I'm gonna pass Move on to round 3 The whole fucking world against me And I think I can take it if it's a bit more free