Texty: Awkward Romance (The). Covington. 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