An ode to every Sunday morning. Don't drink bleach kids.
lyrics
Nowhere to go, nowhere to see
Nowhere I'd ever want to be with you
In spite of this I should have known
Not to relive a broken bone
And once I wake up I'll realize what I've done again
I saw the sign fall over, spilled drinks stain the hardwood floor
Man what a bad hangover, I must have lost composure
All the time, this happens all the time
All the time, I can't run all the time
I had a dream, of being clean
And never witnessing these scenes of grief
I told myself, I'd stop today
But that was only yesterday
And once I wake up I'll realize what I've done again
I saw the sign fall over, spilled drinks stain the hardwood floor
Man what a bad hangover, I must have lost composure
All the time, this happens all the time
All the time, I can't run all the time
I watched the world go by, beside my own all paralyzed
Unable to let go, of memories I can't deny
And once I wake up I'll realize what I've done again
I saw the sign fall over, spilled drinks stain the hardwood floor
Man what a bad hangover, I must have lost composure
All the time, this happens all the time
All the time, I can't run all the time
I watched the world go by, beside my own all paralyzed
Unable to let go, of memories I can't deny
I never looked at what, was written on the warning sign
I think it might have said, this area is dangerous
credits
from Stasis,
released September 15, 2018
Music and Lyrics: Michael Rossi
Music: Gabriel Motta
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