Sundae Mourning:
Day 1/365: Scurvy in the piano
Sundae Mourning:
Day 2/365: Remember me as a silhouette
Sundae Mourning:
Day 3/365: Sing for the unicorn
Sundae Mourning:
Day 4/365: Whiskey is my kind of lullabye
Sundae Mourning:
Day 5/365: You made me sleep all uneven
Sundae Mourning:
Day 6/365: Speed quarters
Sundae Mourning:
Day 7/365: Rest your head in the noose
Sundae Mourning:
Day 8/365: Whiskey tornado drunk
Sundae Mourning:
Day 9/365: I wandered home, saying your name
Sundae Mourning:
Day 10/365: Loose lips sink ships
Sundae Mourning:
Day 11/365: I'm your huckleberry...that's just my game
Sundae Mourning:
Day 12/365: Forgive me if i don't shake hands
Sundae Mourning:
Day 13/365: Sleeping still
Sundae Mourning:
Day 14/365: A heavy hearted skeleton
Sundae Mourning:
Day 15/365: Everything is difficult except what's in front of you
Sundae Mourning:
Day 16/365: He's gonna kill that girl
Sundae Mourning:
Day 17/365: Upon this blood-soaked floor
Sundae Mourning:
Day 18/365: This slow burn in my head
Sundae Mourning:
Day 19/365: Headless queen of gutter doom
Sundae Mourning:
Day 20/365: And I'll drive you crazy tonight
Sundae Mourning:
Day 21/365: Put on my killin' pants
Sundae Mourning:
Day 22/365: You sit in front of snowy television, suitcase on the floor
Sundae Mourning:
Day 23/365: Forgot I was alive
Sundae Mourning:
Day 24/365: When summer is over, we will dream of spring
Sundae Mourning:
Day 25/365: Make them die slowly
Sundae Mourning:
Day 26/365: The moon red handed
Sundae Mourning:
Day 27/365: Hymns for the heathen
Sundae Mourning:
Day 28/365: If you don't answer, I'll just ring it off the wall
Sundae Mourning:
Day 29/365: You're being buried to your neck
Sundae Mourning:
Day 30/365: We all speak in tongues
