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• Artiste: Sunday (1994)
• Titre: Doomsday
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I hear church bells At a nearby funeral And now I’m picturing you six feet underground Oh that’s the price I pay For being in love, in love, in love I’m grieving that you’re gone When you’re lying next to me Love is a sonnet And I’m starting to choke Cause every time I sing for you Heartbreak clears its throat I’m waiting for doomsday I’m waiting for doomsday When your hands are up my petticoat My melancholy mind it slows Im depressed without your flesh against my pretty body Love is a bullet And I’m jumping the gun I’m waiting for doomsday I’m waiting for doomsday Catastrophic ideations I’m standing at white city station Lеt’s make a pact Lie on the tracks and sleep forеver Oh, if you say I will follow Love is a sonnet I’ll say it again No I don’t want this to end No I don’t want this to end But I’m waiting for doomsday Waiting for doomsday I want you to know When it turns black You’re the best I’ve ever had I want you to know When it turns black You’re the best I’ve ever had