tymon the transistors - sunday lyrics
childhood boredom coming back
tv on and spewing cr-p
smell of cabbage in the air
no escape from average care
i slowly start to realize
it’s like i’m trapped inside a game
fun’s transparent, somewhat tearful
tears transparent, somewhat funny
this home is not my real home
these ch-r-s won’t give me what i own
thinking of you brings some relief
music saves me from getting numb
sitting, sifting thru‘ my guts
watch the telly start to melt
first i laugh like i’ve gone nuts
then i cry and yell for help
i slowly start to realize
there’s no trap and there’s no game
joy’s transparent, somewhat poignant
pain‘s transparent, kind of blissful
sidetracked and abandoned
squatting h-ll and sick a dog
thinking of you keeps me from abuse
let the music kick when i shout it out
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