Lay with me (again and say) [On the sunday ground and say] D'u see how sky is turning grey And pouring rain round Just ok, I've felt We gonna leave this way
This sunday's changing you and me We hanging on the rotten tree This sunday wants to make us dead And yellow sunshine's turning red
Die with me After sunday night and say D'u wanna be his stupid prey Dance in a flame light Just ok, I've felt You gonna leave this way
This sunday's changing you and me We hanging on the rotten tree This sunday wants to make us dead And yellow sunshine's turning red