Sunday of the Year

This is the Sunday of the year
August month and school is looming
But hey this time there's hope
All I gotta do it last til June
And after that I'm free to mess everything up

I'll be free to run away
To stay right here
I'll be free to make money
Spend on musical gear
I'll be free to pay taxes or maybe do tax fraud
Maybe I'll travel the world or maybe not

There's finally a light at the end of this tunnel
Maybe I'll give you a hand
This levels been a struggle
But I think I'm gonna pass
Move on to round 3
The whole fucking world against me
And I think I can take it if it's a bit more free

Look I get shit grades but I don't care if I pass
Staying alive is my primary task
And I think I can do it, I can pull through
Then go live in the woods say fuck it to all of you

There's finally a light at the end of this tunnel
Maybe I'll give you a hand
This levels been a struggle
But I think I'm gonna pass
Move on to round 3
The whole fucking world against me
And I think I can take it if it's a bit more free