كلمات Sunday Drive

I've felt dignified fortune before But the luck's not on my side today Burnt out, can't remember the score Success and reality have gone their separate ways I know it's hard When the solitary chain reaction buries me Confessed, second guessed I swallow the remains of my pride and my validity Now it's come to this I never thought I would hang so long I'm blaming everyone I was falling short all along At odds, but I try I know it ain't no Sunday drive Pressure, it bears down Distracts me from my life Penniless, but got the bills to pay Inferiority complex rations spent Working nine to five every day Sucks my time right through the social vent I can't make sense Of this systematic rat race marathon In time I realize My dreams for ideals and utopia have gone