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Текст песни Sundays - God Made Me

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looking for an insult there`s a trickle in my head
seeing it`s worth the effort I forgive myself
talks that we had are becoming a blur
if only I could love my neighbour
waiting here for the next time with a bottle in my hand
doing it for the exercise I forget myself
the face thet you had is becoming a blur
but how was I supposed to know that?

because God made me
that`s all they told me before
and how about you?
and it`s off to work we go
now you can forget about a labour of love

it just won`t wash anymore
we`d love to be good but we`d rather be bad
but how was I supposed to know that?

because God made me
that`s all they told me before
and how about you?
because God made people
that was the luck of the draw
we do what we want

God made me
that`s what they told me before
who knows what they`ll say today?
because God made me for his sins
imagine my eyes when I first saw
we can do what we want
how could I know?
how could I know about it?

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