Sunday Morning

When I wake up in the morning, I get the same gut feeling that your calling
We’ve got a calling and I just want to watch you still
Just like the time around the face of when I signed my deal
I never settled and when you cared I never gave a shit
What you were hoping for all of those times that I lied when I was on tour
And I got something you could find like an open sore
I ain’t trying to hold the door I just want to lock it, right?
And my love is below just like a speaker box I got three-thousand to blow
And all the money that I made, it ain’t nothing to show
Because you were there when I was making like nothing to show
I got mine in it Your eyes in it
Call you over could we just dance till we’re sober?
I’m trying to find way to wake up without yawning
But we could wait till Sunday morning
There’s a steel train coming through I would take it if I could
And I would not lie to you because Sunday morning soon will come
I said I’ve had the option to be obnoxious
I never sold my soul but it almost took my conscience
And now I’m trying to drop shit Make a milli off my own buzz
Now everybody selling what they told us
Remember what they told us? We’d never make it
We’d never see the runway moving on that plane shit
We’d never make arrangements
But now the wings take off and all the world stays moving while we all get lost
and we all get lost in the days like the Weeknd does
I don’t know why we can’t see that much
And where we end up we ain’t got knives to split it
But we on top the sky We ain’t got a limit
I got mine in it Your eyes in it
Call you over Could we just dance till we’re sober?
I’m trying to find way to wake up without yawning
But we could wait till Sunday morning
There’s a steel train coming through I would take it if I could
And I would not lie to you because Sunday morning soon will come
There’s a steel train coming through I would take it if I could
And I would not lie to you because Sunday morning soon will come