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Текст песни Sundays - Blood On My Hands

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when people say it`s sadyou know it can`t be bad& on any other day I`d be soul destroyedbut now I can`t afford tolisten to a word they say& of all the times we hado the ultimate late nightdidn`t taste righttrue words that I should knowblood on my handswhen you looked around I couldn`t be founda crime`s a crimeI`ll have to paynow I find that I`m thigh deeptoo young for the worst of my mindyou whispered behind me"if I may make so bold"call it young & wildbut I ran a mile in a minute& there`s no going backtrue words that I should knowblood on my handswhen you looked around I couldn`t be founda crime`s a crimeI`ll have to paytrue words I said to myselfas the wind chilled my bones"home aloneyou call that a late night?"when people say you`re deadyou know you caught their eye& on any other day I`d be soul destroyedbut that`s just not the way nowI don`t mind telling younothing is quite what it seemstrue words that I should knowmust have been blood on my handswhen you look around I couldn`t be founda crime`s a crime but I don`t mindtrue words that I should know wellbut surely by nowI could say to myself"the days are getting longer soI better get stronger fast"surely by now?

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