Sundays

by Go Great Guns

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released 23 August 2011
Recorded by Matt Studio In a Box

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Track Name: go great guns - XI
i told her she deserved the universe, but i didnt really mean that. in reality it was already hers. she already broke it in half, and wont give it back.

sometimes i wonder about how you are. i hope that your doing ok. although i know that thoughts of you are the least of things i can use. i hope theyd just go away.

here are your roses, its almost a dozen.. dedicated to your memory that fell short of loving.

most of my time is occupied by looking for my keys and, oh yeah, being insane. not thinking of you thinking of me, and wether possibly you might be doing the same.

here are your roses, its almost a dozen. dedicated to your memory that fell short of loving.

you never knew anything. you never knew what to say. your apathy is always on queue.. and i cant stop thinking about it
Track Name: go great guns - Sundays
at the top of the tallest of buildings, on the windiest of days, i sit here and wait. wait for a better day to come my way, but theyre always late. i just cant seem to escape these straight summer rains for the life of me. when you see my name in the sundays i know youll be ok. monday wont feel a thing.

if it wasnt for bad luck, id have no luck at all. misery loves me, and i love her back pain and all.

i just want to sleep all day. everyone forget my name. realize this smile is fake. i swear ill be ok. take a permenant vacation. smoke up all my motivation. i cant bare to hold it in. i cant bare to hold it in.
Track Name: go great guns - 5150
if you ever listened to me, make sure you listen up right now. you better put me away, and make sure im never getting out. dont forget to lock the doors behind you and throw away the key. i know that someone somewhere isnt thinking about me.

these padded white walls just simply wont suffice. i would have been better off if i had just taken my own advice, and gotten the hell outta there when i could. now its way too late. now i live a sad life with heavy undertones of hate.

i dont give a fuck. id kill the pope in the middle of the vatican.. im just saying. im crazy for your love. you never wanna see my fucking face again, but its stuck in your head.

if i had it my way, id lock you in my car. you better get comfortable. were driving really fucking far. so no one can hear the screams that you scream when you see what i do. damaged you so badly without even touching you.

i dont give a fuck. id kill the pope in the middle of the vatican.. im just saying. im crazy for your love. you never wanna see my fucking face again, but its stuck in your head.

so maybe the drive home wont be so awkward anymore.