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Holidays in the Hospital

by Sunday At The Ward

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Holidays in the Hospital She's barely old enough to drive a car On her chest there's a tiny scar Her mother is crying but she's being strong Even though the doctors don't give her long In the bed next to her and old man coughs He crosses himself, says she's in his thoughts The smell of death clings to light gray walls It's the holidays in the hospital Dad is down the hall in his own bed Trying to figure out what went through his head Climbing up without strapping in first The doctors now seem to fear the worst He tries to fall asleep; he can't feel pain in dreams Suddenly he hears his neighbor's muffled screams The smell of death clings to light gray walls It's the holidays in the hospital A failing heart, a twenty-five foot fall One last holiday in the hospital
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Thrift Store Makeover Mirror shows the same old face I’m sick of living in this place Want to leave without a trace I wish I could erase My mistakes and who I was Seems like such a hopeless cause My decisions give me pause So I’ll leave it all behind reinvent myself In the changing room of a thrift store I will part ways with my old life Guess bad habits never die I’m sick of living with this lie Fate is sealed; I’ve cast the die Now it’s time for me to lie In this bed I made alone Destined to be on my own Time to reap what I have sown So I’ll leave it all behind reinvent myself In the changing room of a thrift store I will part ways with my old life

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released December 15, 2017

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Sunday At The Ward Montreal, Québec

Rock band from Montreal. Catchy songs about depressing stuff.

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