Najwa - One of Those 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 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 This is one of these days