Edgars Bukovskis - Sunday

Fucking heat it up.
Fucking heat it up.
Always grinding late, extra hours far from home.
Things get heavy back there, it hurts that I'm alone.
I think we're going too far.
No real break on the weekend upstairs.
I keep calm in a small white bottle.
I don't touch that stuff, but you do, so I brought some.
Got the heat turning up on a Sunday.
Got that girl in the back and she choosing.
Heat turning up on a Sunday.
Got that girl in the back and she choosing.