The Sundays Goodbye Lyrics
sponsored linksI vow that it's goodbye and God bless
Why did we have to assume we're exactly the same?
Oh no, talking about yourself
I vow that it's goodbye to the old ways
Those stories were a good read
They were dumb as well
I could never be seen
Falling down on my knees crawling
Oh no, talk about a sell
O as the heavens shudder baby
I belong to you
Oh they said you get what you deserve and all they said was true
So is this what it's come to?
Am I cold or just a little bit warm?
Give me an easy life and a peaceful death
Written by: Adonis Shropshire, Antonio Lamar Dixon, Damon E. Thomas, Decarlo Frashuer, Eric D. Dawkins
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC