Sunday
(Indisponível)
I'm out here on a limb for you again
Around and round we go getting nowhere
What can't I explain the way I feel again
What can't I just stand instead I crawl to you again
Why does it always feel like sunday, like sunday, like sunday
I hacked myself to bits for you again
Hanging on to this for nothing
What can't I explain the way I feel again
What can't I just stand instead I crawl to you again
Why's it always feel like sunday, like sunday, like sunday
I've had enough of you
I've had enough of you
What can't I explain the way I feel again
What can't I just stand instead I crawl to you again
Why's it always feel like sunday
Why's it always
Why's it always
Why's it always feel like sunday
Why's it always
Why's it always feel
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