You Love Her Coz She's Dead - Sunday Best Тексты

Laying to rest my Sunday best
Calling you up on an empty threat
Laying to rest my Sunday best
A Sunday best that I never will forget

Hey

Laying to rest my Sunday best
Calling you up on an empty threat
Laying to rest my Sunday best
A Sunday best that I never will forget

She's looking up into the broken sun
Skins burning all night long until the bone
She's cold to you coz you're the only one
That makes her realise that she is all alone

Yeah, yeah, yeah, hey!

Laying to rest my Sunday best
Calling you up on an empty threat
Laying to rest my Sunday best
A Sunday best that I never will forget

Broken sun
Broken sun
Broken sun
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