Feel it, I want to get out.
Cant you see it, that I won`t survive.
With the Sundays in my pocket and a little bit of honey I`ll get by.
With the Sundays in my pocket and a little bit of honey I`ll get by.
I`m breathing in and out.
But I`m not living my own life
With the Sundays in my pocket and a little bit of honey I`ll get by.
With the Sundays in my pocket and a little bit of honey I`ll get by.
I`m coming to get you when you`re lying in your bed.
I`m coming to get you with your lies widespread.
I`m coming to get you in the back like a boy.
I`m coming to get you to steal your soul.
I`m sleeping bad at night.
This darkness turns me inside out.
With the Sundays in my pocket and a little bit of honey I`ll get by.
With the Sundays in my pocket and a little bit of honey I`ll get by.
I`ll get by I`m coming to get you when you`re lying in your bed.
I`m coming to get you with your lies widespread.
I`m coming to get you in the back like a boy.
I`m coming to get you to steal your soul.