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Текст песни Sundays - Blood on my hands

Sundays - Blood on my hands слова песни


when people say it`s sad
you know it can`t be bad
and on any other day I`d be soul destroyed
but now I can`t afford to listen to a word they say
and of all the times we had
o the ultimate late night
didn`t taste right
true words that I should know

blood on my hands
when you looked around I couldn`t be found
a crime`s a crime, I`ll have to pay

now I find that I`m thigh deep
too young for the worst of my mind
you whispered behind me
"if I may make so bold"
call it young & wild
but I ran a mile in a minute and there`s no going back
true words that I should know

blood on my hands
when you looked around I couldn`t be found
a crime`s a crime, I`ll have to pay

true words I said to myself
as the wind chilled my bones
"home alone, you call that a late night?"
when people say you`re dead
you know you caught their eye
and on any other day I`d be soul destroyed
but that`s just not the way now

I don`t mind telling you
nothing is quite what it seems
true words that I should know
must have been blood on my hands
when you look around I couldn`t be found
a crime`s a crime but I don`t mind
true words that I should know well
but surely by now I could say to myself
"the days are getting longer so I better get stronger fast"
surely by now?

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