Awkward Romance Blue Sunday
jaded eyes and stained glass windows. martyred beliefs
and empty lies. monotony leaves only apathy. fake
emotions are as good as lies. the feelings that I get
when I walk through the door are the kind that I abhor.
the feelings that I show are the feelings that you give.
a facade - the life you live. It's a blue sunday, a blue
sunday, this is what have to say. we sit in the same
place and we do the same things. back sunday when I
talked to my best friend thought those days would never
end now time cannot amend. you haven't been since you
were a kid because everything has changed and it's a blue
sunday empty feelings and ritual hearts broken smiles and
dreary souls. left in a wake of weary songs deadened men
leave only deadened lives. it's all repetition,
repressive repetition now
