Sunday Pinegrove

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[Intro]
I woke up, it was Saturday
Grey in the sky
There’s nothing more to say on that
I got up, got out of my bed
Stretched my arms wide
It’s time to let this fall from me
It’s time to let it fall

[Verse 1]
I move through and just as soon
My clothes are catching on
My eyes closed, lost in my room
I move through and just assume
My clothes are catching on thorns
But I’m bringing them with me
Bringing them with me

[Chorus]
Call me on Sunday
Call me, call me
Call me on Sunday

[Verse 2]
I move through and just as soon
My clothes are catching on
I’ll come through, I always do
When I’m moving I just assume
My clothes are catching on thorns
But I’m bringing them with me
Bringing them with me