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Track 11 - Got Wolves For Brothers - 2008 - Horns Up Records

Yeah yeah I keep sayin' no more
but there's something to the brown and I can't find the door
with my head in the sink at a quarter to 7
let's wreck another Sunday wreck another Sunday
don't ask, cause I don't know I woke up and my head's fuckin' bleedin'

Whiskey Stitches, all my friends have got 'em, we've all got the scars

Arrested drunk in public
you guys gotta leave or I'm calling the cops
but she's got a mouth like a televangelist
never wrong never quiet
Four hours later when they let us out we caught a limo back to the bar

Woke up fucked up in a pick up
bouncing down a road that I don't know
jumpsuit, sunglasses a hat that ain't mine
don't know the driver or the day or the time
"how long have I been gone?"
"Since Tuesday" he said "and it's Sunday now"