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Ain't ever been this sad on a Sunday
And I'm in need of a change of pace
Yeah the ghost of my past
Is at my back
Digging on my grave
Maybe I need a little more faith
A little more trust
And a little more grace
Either way I've got get out of here
I've got to disappear
I've got to escape
I wish that I could just shoot into the sky
If only I could fly
I would feel like less of a mess
And a little less helpless
Quit it
If I make it to Monday
There'll be only one sure thing
A pile of bills and my personal hills
And it's uphill the whole way man
All that I know is that I got to go
All that I know is that I got to go
All that I know is that I got to
Got to got to
Go
Go
Go
Oh yeah
I wish that I could just shoot into the sky
I wish that I could just shoot into the sky
If only I could fly
I would feel like less of a mess
And a little less helpless