Feel it
I want to get out
Can't you see it
That I won't survive

With the sundays in my pocket
And a little bit of honey
I'll get by
With the sundays in my pocket
And a little bit of honey
I'll get by

I'm breathing
In and out
But i'm not living
My own life

With the sundays in my pocket
And a little bit of honey
I'll get by
With the sundays in my pocket
And a little bit of honey
I'll get by

I'm coming to get you
When you're lying in your bed
I'm coming to get you
With your lies widespread
I'm coming to get you
In the back like a boy
I'm coming to get you
To steal your soul

I'm sleeping
Bad at night
This darkness
Turns me inside out

With the sundays in my pocket
And a little bit of honey
I'll get by
With the sundays in my pocket
And a little bit of honey
I'll get by

I'm coming to get you
When you're lying in your bed
I'm coming to get you
With your lies widespread
I'm coming to get you
In the back like a boy
I'm coming to get you
To steal your soul

Now