Best Sunday Dress
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Best Sunday Dress lyrics

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Terrified of all the corruption It fumbles every breath I come to your door I'm going to miss it I'm swimming in the river Drowning in this fatal moon I walk into all your motives See my world is getting cruel We will be perfect again If it's the last thing we ever do Still i'm on your side Still i'm on your side We will be perfect again Put on my best sunday dress And i walk straight into this mess of mine And i put on my best sunday dress And i walk straight into this mess of mine Terrified of all the corruption So afraid of the disease Look at you and your innocence You're me with my baby No more that you come your friend No more seizures by the sea I walk this plank like a lullaby And no one throws rocks at me And no one throws rocks at me You can have your pound of flesh Just justify it Put on my best sunday dress And i walk straight into this mess of mine And i put on my best sunday dress And i walk straight into this mess of mine

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