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Butterfingers - Sad Sunday Evening Blues şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Butterfingers

albüm: Butter Late Than Never


I'm lacking self-esteem
Thought you were sowing the seeds
A banker flew over me
Too bad I didn't look up
And I say, "Yeah"
Yeah

Sad Sunday evening
Boy, I cry healing my sins
I've had enough of fake and funny faces
And now it's your turn to receive me, yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
And while my pillow sleeps
You oughta move out your shine
Life's so impatient, too much trips
As long as music we'll be free, singing
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Make money, make money
Show off your fashionables
It wasn't our fault to be born as a gift
There's only one God, well, I believe in
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
♪
Yeah, let's finish it right here

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