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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeSundays
Coloured rubbersAnd a bedroom setI wouldn't knowIt if it hit meYou take a little stepAnd then it feelsLike loveI think I betterGet a little of it in meGive me a kissI think it feelsLike loveGive me a kissI think it feelsLike sunshineC'mon baby, light me upI wanna lookInto your eyesUntil I go blind andYou thinkThat you can doWithout meI can't doAnything at allYou thinkThat you can doWithout meBut I don't believeIn SundaysAnd I don't believeIn anything at allYour mother make youIn a parking lotMy mother made meOut of flesh and wireTry to rememberWhat you might forgetI tryTo remember everythingTry to rememberSo you don't disappearTry to rememberSo you don't fade awayYour mother made youOut of smoke and rainYour mother made youIn a fire that's fadedYou thinkThat you can doWithout meI can't doAnything at allYou thinkThat you can doWithout meBut I don't believeIn SundaysAnd I don't believeIn anything at allI wanna touch youFor the things I'm losingI wanna touch youFor my self-respectGive me a reasonOr I might stop breathingGive me a reason whyI'm soaking wetGotta stop breathingCuz the sky is fallingI might go outAnd watchThe moon explodeGive me directionsTo the highway crossingI'll go lieDown in the middleOf the roadYou thinkThat you can doWithout meI can't doAnything at allYou thinkTthat you can doWithout meBut I don't believeIn SundaysAnd I don't believeIn anything at allI don't believeIn SundaysAnd I don't believeIn anything at allI don't believeIn anything at all
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