Always afraid of what I would say
Worried that I might offend them
Always awkward in my phrasing
I never know how to end
Tongue tied how to express
My feelings are so knotted
And I get so scared and I get so scared
Take a deep breathe
Release all the stress
Take a deep breathe
Release all the stress
I cannot control other people
Especially when they like being
So mean and despicable
And learn to love yourself
(love yourself, love yourself)
When in times nobody will
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling just fine
Always in my head space
But I know I'm doing fine
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
All right, all right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
Now that chorus
Was kind of stupid
At least that is what some might say
And I'll take in stride with a smile and continue to be myself
Now that doesn't mean
Being an ass and forgetting critique
But loving all the little things that make you unique
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling just fine
Always in my head space
But I know I'm doing fine
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
All right, all right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All right, all right, all right
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
Always in my head space
But I know I will survive
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
Stupid on a Sunday
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
And I'm feeling, and I'm feeling, all right
All right, all right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All right, all right
And I'm feeling all right
Daniel Correa - Stupid Sunday Lyrics
Daniel Correa - Stupid Sunday Lyrics
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Always afraid of what I would say
Worried that I might offend them
Always awkward in my phrasing
I never know how to end
Tongue tied how to express
My feelings are so knotted
And I get so scared and I get so scared
Take a deep breathe
Release all the stress
Take a deep breathe
Release all the stress
I cannot control other people
Especially when they like being
So mean and despicable
And learn to love yourself
(love yourself, love yourself)
When in times nobody will
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling just fine
Always in my head space
But I know I'm doing fine
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
All right, all right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
Now that chorus
Was kind of stupid
At least that is what some might say
And I'll take in stride with a smile and continue to be myself
Now that doesn't mean
Being an ass and forgetting critique
But loving all the little things that make you unique
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling just fine
Always in my head space
But I know I'm doing fine
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
All right, all right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All right, all right, all right
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
Always in my head space
But I know I will survive
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
Stupid on a Sunday
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
And I'm feeling, and I'm feeling, all right
All right, all right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All right, all right
And I'm feeling all right
Worried that I might offend them
Always awkward in my phrasing
I never know how to end
Tongue tied how to express
My feelings are so knotted
And I get so scared and I get so scared
Take a deep breathe
Release all the stress
Take a deep breathe
Release all the stress
I cannot control other people
Especially when they like being
So mean and despicable
And learn to love yourself
(love yourself, love yourself)
When in times nobody will
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling just fine
Always in my head space
But I know I'm doing fine
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
All right, all right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
Now that chorus
Was kind of stupid
At least that is what some might say
And I'll take in stride with a smile and continue to be myself
Now that doesn't mean
Being an ass and forgetting critique
But loving all the little things that make you unique
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling just fine
Always in my head space
But I know I'm doing fine
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
All right, all right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right
All right, all right, all right,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All right, all right, all right
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
And I'm feeling all right
Always in my head space
But I know I will survive
Nowhere to escaping
But at least I will try
Cause I'm stupid on a Sunday
Stupid on a Sunday
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
Stupid on a Sunday (all right)
And I'm feeling, and I'm feeling, all right
All right, all right
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
All right, all right
And I'm feeling all right
Writer: Daniel Correa
Copyright: Lyrics © Corgar Productions, LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Corgar Productions, LLC