Tymon & The Transistors Sunday Lyrics

childhood boredom coming back
TV on and spewing crap
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 chores 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 hell and sick a dog
thinking of you keeps me from abuse
let the music kick when I shout it out

When was Sunday released?

Sunday is first released in 2009 as part of Tymon & The Transistors's album "Bigos Heart" which includes 12 tracks in total. This song is the 5th track on this album.

Which genre is Sunday?

Sunday falls under the genre Alternative.

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