One of Those Days - Najwa

I can’t stand this day

We Know it’s sunday morning

It’s not possible for me to stay

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

I can’t stand this day

We Know it’s sunday morning

It’s not possible for me to stay

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

That evereything is fucked up

And grinding my head, grinding my head

Grinding my head

I’ll wait for the messenger

Between the darkness he will provide the clarity

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

That evereything is fucked up

And grinding my head, grinding my head

Grinding my head

Where did my angels run and hide?

Where are the guys with lucky eyes?

Where do the strangers sleep at night?

Sleep this night, How can I?

Where did my angels run and hide?

Where are the guys with lucky eyes?

Where do the strangers sleep at night?

Sleep this night, how can I?

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

That evereything is fucked up

And grinding my head, grinding my head

Grinding my head, grinding my head

Grinding my head, grinding my head

Grinding my head

I can’t stand this day

We Know it’s sunday morning

It’s not possible for me to stay a day or a night

So I’ll wait for the messenger

Between the darkness he will provide the clarity

Can not stay

This is one of these days

This is one of these days

That evereything is fucked up

And grinding my head

That evereything is fucked up

And grinding my head

That evereything is fucked up

And grinding my, grinding my

Grinding my, grinding my

Grinding my… head, head, head