I wake up when the sun shines through my window.
Pack my bags, gunna start all over again.
Got a new life looking back on things in the mirror.
Hurting so bad I can feel my blood boiling hot.

Coffee's bought and sidewalk thoughts are dreaded.
Last year's jacket still smells like last year's dreams.
Cold snow blows on these old souls. I'm headed
somewhere new where nothing's as it seems... not.

Every doorway's another mouth to feed.
Any day now is more my speed
but hurry up I got things to do in the morning.

So what.


from Stuck Indoors On A Sunny Day​/​Low School, released April 12, 2017
Ryan Richardson - Vocals, Bass, Guitars
Phil Gold - Percussion, Noises, Vocals
Ian Meilinger - Noises, Vocals, Tape



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