Lay with me (again and say)
[On the sunday ground and say]
D'u see how sky is turning grey
And pouring rain round
Just ok, I've felt
We gonna leave this way
This sunday's changing you and me
We hanging on the rotten tree
This sunday wants to make us dead
And yellow sunshine's turning red
Die with me
After sunday night and say
D'u wanna be his stupid prey
Dance in a flame light
Just ok, I've felt
You gonna leave this way
This sunday's changing you and me
We hanging on the rotten tree
This sunday wants to make us dead
And yellow sunshine's turning red