Iris

What I've Done

Ignorance

Poker Face

Drown

// Original vocals Emma Anderson
// Music, lyrics & mix by Guiville
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The rain fell down in the usual way,  
So I pulled my coat tight and walked away.  
The streets were empty, but ghosts still spoke,  
Whispering names of love that broke.  

And if I swore I'd never care,  
It wouldn’t change the way I stare  
At lovers laughing, hand in hand,  
Oh, such a cruel and perfect plan.  

Never Sunday, never light,  
Only grey in the morning, only cold at night.  
Never Sunday, never true,  
Just a faded photograph where I once stood with you.  

A letter unread on the table lies,  
A relic of time, now brittle with sighs.  
I trace your name with absent thought,  
A masterpiece of pain I bought.  

And if the clocks could just reverse,  
Would it be better or be worse?  
Or would I find, despite my will,  
That you'd still leave, and I'd love you still?  

Never Sunday, never light,  
Only grey in the morning, only cold at night.  
Never Sunday, never true,  
Just a faded photograph where I once stood with you.  

The church bells rang, but not for me,  
No grand procession, no jubilee.  
The hands of fate, so cruel, so sly,  
Turned their backs as you passed by.  

So I’ll walk home with head held low,  
Through silent streets where cold winds blow.  
No dawn, no dusk, no love, no way,  
Never Sunday, never stay.

Never Sunday (Feat. Emma Anderson)

Heathens

Silence

Ruin My Life

Cool Kids

First to Eleven is cover band based out of Erie, PA - founded in 2009. They take your favorite songs and put a fun extra twist on them, with heavy guitar riffs, hard hitting drums, fun melodies, and even mashing up different styles from different songs. The band has an extensive and constantly growing catalogue of covers as well as major experience both live and in the studio.