Woorden: Of Montreal. Everyday Feels Like Sunday.

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Everyday feels like Sunday baby everyday feels so good
Everyday feels like Sunday baby everyday feels so good
I?m further and further away from the fall everyday

And for years I bowed I could not sleep so very well
Even standing up I crawled yet there is a softness I can tell

I?m electric now from the pure brilliant sparks you shot
Like a little man all I can say is ?thanks a lot?

Ah I must destroy this artificial darkness
That?s how it seems to me to be, art artificial now ?cause