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Текст песни Sundays - Medicine

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dig down to the earth here outsidelose my mind here any day nowdon`t be sadwe`re only half way thereo nothat`s what I call homeyou remember the hills we slithered down"I`m not going anywhere"you liedhell on my ownhell here on my own& don`t go imagining that time is medicinemark those days & swallow your pillsproud of mywise head on young shoulderstoo badthere was nothing there at allhell on my ownhell here on my own& it was such a really cold handI held as the wind sighed"I`m not going & how could I lie?"just be gladthere`s no way back thereI need another look at beforethough heaven knows how I`d ever makemy way back there& I need another look at beforealthough heaven knows how I`d ever makemy way back therenow I know it`s hopeless& I realise it`s nowherehell here on my own

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