The Sundays - Goodbye

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I vow that it’s goodbye
I vow that it’s goodbye and God bless
Why did we have to assume
We’re exactly the same?
Oh no no, talking about yourself, self, self
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 no, talk about a sell, sell, sell
Oh 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?
Oh well
Just give me an easy life and a peaceful death