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Sunday
Earl Sweatshirt feat. Frank Ocean Lyrics


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I know it don't seem difficult to hit you up
But you not passionate
About half the shit that you into
And I ain't havin' it
And we both know that I don't mean to offend you
I'm just focused today
And I don't know why it's difficult
To admit that I miss you
And I don't know why we argue
And I just hope that you listen
And if I hurt you I'm sorry
The music makes me dismissive
When I'm awake I'm just driftin'
I'm not complainin'
It's just to say that I stay pretty busy, lately
And I could be misbehaving
I just hang with my niggas
I'm fuckin' famous if you forgot, I'm faithful
Despite all what's in my face and my pocket
And this is painfully honest
And when I say it I vomit
On cloudy days when I'm salty
I play the hate to the laundry
State to state for the profit
it ain't a stain on me, nigga
My momma raised me a prophet
I play for dollar incentive
And where I'm walking, it's studded
and half-retarded I stumble
To where she park when she visit
I grab the bottle and chug it
I see the car in the distance
I know the dark isn't coming
For the moment, if I could hold it
She, she seems that

All my dreams got dimmer when I stopped smoking pot
Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And loving you is a little different
I don't like you a lot
You see, it seems like

I'm coming back I gotta handle business
Vanish to my sleeper seat
left you at terminal three
I'll meet you down at baggage claim
in a couple weeks, a fortnight
When you parade my homecoming, don't cry
You know I can't live in any place I visit
To live and die in LA
I got my Fleetwood Mac, I could get high every day
But I'd be sleepy, OCD and paranoid, so
Give me Bali beach, no molly please
Palm, no marijuana trees
Yo hickeys on my aorta and tattoos you could only see
When I'm playing surfboarder, put whisky in that salt water
I emptied every canteen, just to wear
that straight edge varsity you think's cool
They thought me soft in High School
thank God I'm jagged
Forgot you don't like it rough
I mean he called me a faggot
I was just calling his bluff
I mean how anal am I gon' be when I'm aiming my gun
And why's his mug all bloody, that was a three on one?
Standing ovation at Staples
I got my Grammy's and gold
Polka dots on my brit
I'm not supposed to be stunting
It's all melodic this song
I catch this vibe in my sleep
But I'm just jet-lagged is all, and restless

All my dreams got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
And loving you is a little different
I don't like you a lot
I mean, fuck

I don't know what we're about
What good is West Coast weather if you're bi-polar?
If I'ma need this sweater
I'd rather be where it's cold
Where it snows
I see how it goes
I put the flowers in bowls
I know they're coming in droves
You'll only miss when it goes
(Yeah, I think that's it)
When it goes

Overall Meaning

Earl Sweatshirt’s “Sunday” is a song that uses vivid lyrics to describe the struggle of a famous artist dealing with personal issues while performing musical obligations. The artist feels lost in his personal life and unsure of his own emotions, as demonstrated in the lyrics “All my dreams got dimmer when I stopped smoking pot/ Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot.” He acknowledges that he misses someone special but that his music makes him dismissive and unsympathetic. He admits that he understands that his partner may feel hurt but hopes that they listen to his words.


The song reflects Earl Sweatshirt’s own experiences with fame and the struggles he faced during his teenage years. Earl has been very open about his struggles with anxiety and depression, and the lyrics in the song can be seen as a glimpse into his own internal struggles. The lyrics paint a picture of an individual who's trying to make sense of their life while dealing with the pressures of fame and the weight of their own emotions. The song ends with some regrets and a sense of uncertainty, as the artist is left wondering what the future holds.


Line by Line Meaning

I know it don't seem difficult to hit you up
It seems simple enough to reach out to you


But you not passionate
You lack passion


About half the shit that you into
You're only into about half the things you claim to like


And I ain't havin' it
I won't tolerate it


And we both know that I don't mean to offend you
We both understand that I'm not trying to hurt you


I'm just focused today
I'm just really focused on something right now


And I don't know why it's difficult
I don't understand why it's hard


To admit that I miss you
To confess that I miss you


And I don't know why we argue
I don't understand why we fight


And I just hope that you listen
And I just really hope you hear me out


And if I hurt you I'm sorry
And if I've caused you pain, I apologize


The music makes me dismissive
I tend to ignore things when I'm listening to music


When I'm awake I'm just driftin'
When I'm not asleep, I feel like I'm aimlessly wandering


I'm not complainin'
I'm not really complaining


It's just to say that I stay pretty busy, lately
I'm just really busy these days


And I could be misbehavin'
And I could definitely be causing trouble


I just hang with my niggas
I just spend time with my friends


I'm fuckin' famous if you forgot, I'm faithful
In case you forgot, I'm a famous person who's loyal


Despite all what's in my face and my pocket
Despite all the fame and money I have


And this is painfully honest
And this is really honest, even if it hurts


And when I say it I vomit
And it's so hard for me to say that it makes me sick


On cloudy days when I'm salty
On days when I'm in a bad mood


I play the hate to the laundry
I try to work out my negative feelings


State to state for the profit
Traveling from state to state for money


it ain't a stain on me, nigga
It's not a bad reflection on me


My momma raised me a prophet
My mother raised me to be a prophet


I play for dollar incentive
I play for money


And where I'm walking, it's studded
And the places I go are glitzy


and half-retarded I stumble
And, even though it doesn't come across in my music, I'm not always sure-footed


To where she park when she visit
To the spot where she parks when she comes to see me


I grab the bottle and chug it
I take the bottle and drink it all at once


I see the car in the distance
I spot her car in the distance


I know the dark isn't coming
I know it's not getting dark yet


For the moment, if I could hold it
For now, if I could just hold onto this feeling


She, she seems that
She seems like...


All my dreams got dimmer when I stopped smoking pot
My dreams became less vibrant when I stopped smoking marijuana


Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
My nightmares became more real when I stopped smoking marijuana


And loving you is a little different
And being in love with you feels different than I expected


I don't like you a lot
I don't really like you very much


You see, it seems like
It appears as though


I'm coming back I gotta handle business
I'm returning home to take care of some important matters


Vanish to my sleeper seat
Disappear into my seat on the airplane


left you at terminal three
I left you at the airport terminal three


I'll meet you down at baggage claim
I'll meet you at the area where you collect your luggage


in a couple weeks, a fortnight
In about two weeks


When you parade my homecoming, don't cry
When you celebrate my return home, try not to cry


You know I can't live in any place I visit
You know I can't stay in any place I visit for very long


To live and die in LA
To live and die in Los Angeles


I got my Fleetwood Mac, I could get high every day
I have access to Fleetwood Mac's music and could get high every day if I wanted to


But I'd be sleepy, OCD and paranoid, so
But I would be tired, obsessive, and anxious, so...


Give me Bali beach, no molly please
I prefer going to a beach in Bali without taking MDMA


Palm, no marijuana trees
I prefer palm trees to marijuana trees


Yo hickeys on my aorta and tattoos you could only see
I have hickeys on my aorta and tattoos that are hard to see


When I'm playing surfboarder, put whisky in that salt water
When I'm pretending to be a surfer, I like to put whiskey in the water


I emptied every canteen, just to wear that straight edge varsity you think's cool
I drank all the water to justify wearing a straight edge varsity jacket that you think is cool


They thought me soft in High School
People thought I was weak in high school


thank God I'm jagged
Thankfully, I'm now rough and edgy


Forgot you don't like it rough
I forgot that you don't like it when I'm rough


I mean he called me a faggot
He insulted me by calling me gay


I was just calling his bluff
I was just trying to prove that he was lying


I mean how anal am I gon' be when I'm aiming my gun
I mean, why be too cautious when I'm pointing my gun


And why's his mug all bloody, that was a three on one?
And why does he have a bloody face? It was three people attacking him


Standing ovation at Staples
I'm receiving a standing ovation at the Staples Center


I got my Grammy's and gold
I have my Grammy awards and other gold jewelry


Polka dots on my brit
I have polka dots on my pants


I'm not supposed to be stunting
I'm not supposed to be showing off


It's all melodic this song
This song is all about the melody


I catch this vibe in my sleep
I pick up on this feeling even when I'm sleeping


But I'm just jet-lagged is all, and restless
But I'm actually just experiencing jet lag and feeling restless


All my dreams got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
My dreams became more intense and meaningful when I stopped smoking marijuana


Nightmares got more vivid when I stopped smoking pot
My nightmares became more real and frightening when I stopped smoking marijuana


And loving you is a little different
And being in love with you feels different than I expected


I don't like you a lot
I don't really like you very much


I don't know what we're about
I'm not sure what our relationship is really about


What good is West Coast weather if you're bi-polar?
Why live in California if you're bipolar and have mood swings?


If I'ma need this sweater
If I'm going to wear this sweater


I'd rather be where it's cold
I'd rather be in a colder place


Where it snows
Where there's snow


I see how it goes
I see how things turn out


I put the flowers in bowls
I place flowers in bowls


I know they're coming in droves
I know a lot of people are coming


You'll only miss when it goes
You'll only miss it when it's gone


(Yeah, I think that's it)
(Yeah, I think that's all)


When it goes
When it's gone




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Christopher Breaux, Thebe Kgositsile

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Comments from YouTube:

@Melancholoholic

This song never gets old.

@LunarySSF2

MrGambax Bitch he comes from the future. He has listened to this song for 5 years now.

@MrGambax

ok

@princessangelina900

+Elie4Elite lmao

@dwyn9187

Grampa still never gets old haha

@gskull705

I'm from the future, and I can confirm that it really doesn't get old

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@NKingTotoro

I'm pretty hiphop illiterate, but as soon as I discovered Earl I became fixated. His shit is so human and I relate deeply to his bars about depression and loss. Lost my little sister a year ago and I'm still trying to survive every day.

@glodbuddha4691

Check Out Jesse James Solomon and Rejjie Snow. Maybe u will like them. good luck!

@danizareen3926

sorry for your loss, earl comforts us all <3

@flock3514

Out of all the hate and ignorance on the internet I've seen, (Especially youtube). It's always beautiful to see supporting, and loving comments. This small thing brightened up my night. I'm sorry for your loss Vi. Stay strong for your sis.

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