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.
credits
from Sundays,
track released August 23, 2011
Recorded by Matt Studio In a Box
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