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Music, lyrics, production, vocals: NALLA Mix, add vocals, add arr.: César Depouilly Add vocals: Martin Leterme Master: Benjamin Joubert LYRICS: Good morning chaos, we’ve been getting close lately, ffa didn’t know you, i’d say you’re flirting with me, but I am not free, I’m busy dreaming ‘bout the boy who shot me down Good morning despair, I really don’t like the way you knocked at my door, with the intention to stay You ruining my day, Imma make sure you disappear by tomorrow But tonight I’m losing grip, It’s just a stupid stormy sunday, just a stupid stormy sunday But tonight I’m losing grip, It’s just a stupid stormy sunday, just a stupid stormy sunday Good morning memories, we both need to take a break You know I love you, but you won’t cure my heartache, I need to move on, and make some space for something new That could be good..?! Hello denial, you’ve been well hiding lately Who you tryna fool? ‘Know what you’re keeping from me I can see clear now, fuck it, imma just face the facts: I need to forget him. But tonight I’m losing grip, It’s just a stupid stormy sunday, just a stupid stormy sunday But tonight I’m losing grip, It’s just a stupid stormy sunday, just a stupid stormy sunday Pretty baby, spare me your pity just pour me a drink or pour me like 20 the goal of this shitshow’s to wipe out my memory increase my dopamine and decrease my misery, nope! I don't wanna remember the night we went bowling till 4 I don’t wanna remember the night we went dancing and more I just wanna fuck my brain up, ‘till every tiny bit is numb and I don’t recall your smell, FUCK IT, like I‘m Joel tryna forget Clem TWIST IT ‘till I’m starring in a Nolan scene POUR IT ‘till I’m a black and stormy white lady staggering down a blue lagoon pleading for one more drink FUCK IT, like i’m Joel tryna forget Clem TWIST IT ‘till I’m starring in a Nolan scene POUR IT, just one more, cause tonight, cause tonight But tonight I’m losing grip, It’s just a stupid stormy sunday, just a stupid stormy sunday But tonight I’m losing grip, It’s just a stupid stormy sunday, just a stupid stormy sunday