Sundays Goodbye текст песни, слова песни Goodbye Sundays
Sundays - Goodbye
why did we have to assume we're exactly the same?
o no, talking about yourself
I vow that it's goodbye to the old ways
those stories were a good read
they were dumb as well
I could never be seen
falling down on my knees crawling
o no, talk about a sell
o as the heavens shudder baby
I belong to you
o they said you get what you deserve and all they said was true
so is this what it's come to?
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