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The Sundays



I vow that it's goodbye
I vow that it's goodbye
And God bless

Why did we have to assume
We're exactly the same?
Oh no 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
Oh no no
Talk about a sell, sell, sell (Ooh)

Oh as the heavens shudder baby
I belong to you
Oh they said you get what you deserve
And all they said was true

So is this what it's come to?
Am I cold or just a little bit warm?
Oh well
Give me an easy life
And a peaceful death

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