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INTERPRÉTATION
The Sundays
The Sundays
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Jerry DiRienzo
Jerry DiRienzo
Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Harriet Wheeler
Harriet Wheeler
Production
Dave Anderson
Dave Anderson
Production
David Gavurin
David Gavurin
Production

Paroles

I vow that it's goodbye I vow that it's goodbye and God bless Why did you have to assume We're exactly the same? Oh, no, no Talk about yourself, self, self 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 Oh, let 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, just give me an easy life and a peaceful death Yeah, yeah
Writer(s): Harriet Ella Wheeler, David Richard Gavurin Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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