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Talk Bazaar - such a sunday lyrics

Artist: Talk Bazaar

album: oceanic


She said, "it's such a Sunday"
Rolling oceanic waves across
The cool blue comforter
The curtain cracks a smile
The only light that enters
Hits the many mirrors we've amassed
I catch a glimpse of many multitudes of us
How many years have stood
On backs of other years of massive
Fights and fun and fucking up
And fucking in the mud
And now somehow we got here
Stumbled through the cold
And summer crud that caked
And crumbled off
Revealing all this shiny stuff
And it fucks me up
And it fucks me up
You won't believe me when I tell you
We were this close to the end
Or maybe from the outside
I'm overreacting
All I can say is way back when
If I had told the truth
We might not be here rolling through
This blissful Sunday morning
And it fucks me up
And it fucks me up
And it fucks me up
And it fucks me up

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