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• Artiste: Sundays (The)
• Titre: Love
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Picture myself as a thin white child, back to the day I was born on. They slapped me into line as it crossed my mind, I've felt better, I've felt worse. This is my life and it's all very well but never, never, never, again, as they say "we've been robbed," and don't you know that this time? Love, love, love, just love yourself like no one else. Love, it's enough, they can say what they like but they still can't take that. Distance myself from the things I'd like but everyone has something I need. don't let me wake up and find all those others leaving me behind. Well, if you don't have a clue about life, then I'm happy, happy, happy to say, oh, neither have I although I'm not going to shrug my shoulders and suck my thumb this time, cause there's something I deserve. Love, love, love, just love yourself like no one else. Love, it's enough, they can say what they like but they still can't take that. Picture my house in a postcard town, picture a bomb in the sky. History at the door who could ask for more? I've felt better, I've felt better so kill me with love, love, love, just love yourself like no one else. Love, it's enough, they can say what they like but they still can't take your love, love, love, just love yourself like no one else. Time's so scarce where I come from, they say what they like but they still can't take your love, love, love, just love yourself like no one else...