Текст (слова) песни: Hot Water Music - Sunday Suit
Shun me I`ve done you wrong. Mocked you and broke your home. Carried on as a king to throne. I know, I loathed. I`ve reconciled my faith with no way to explain where it comes from. Heard out suspicious ways, forwent the drowning pain. Oh, and I`ve had mine Sunday suit never fit quite right, maybe why I never saw your light. Fear had its grip for quite sometime, so I obeyed and lied. Listen, don`t hear this wrong, you`ve taught me what I know. Though I`m not what you want, I`ve found peace on my own. Sunday suit never fit quite right, maybe why I left Siddhartha style. I choose a path of open minds, am I damned for it? I know the evils of mankind and I keep far from them. Do all I can to grow inside. Judge me for that.
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