Lyrics:
Sunday (alright)
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children,
Sunday (alright)
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children,
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
The trenches dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
There's many lost but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost but tell me who has won?
The trench is dug within our hearts
Mothers, children,
Sunday
(Alright, let's go)
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me, who has won?
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers,
And the battle's just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters torn apart
feels too long.
Baby, take off those stilettos,
Just lay back, it's you and me.
I'm kickin' it with my baby,
Kickin' it with my baby
(It's a Sunday
Sunday too Sunday
Working hard everyday to get my bands up
Grandma proud know i'm walking with my pants up yeah
From Sunday too Sunday
I say I gotta make
Early Sunday morning, I'm gonna jump in the shower
Wash off my sins from the night before
Something tells me that's not the way it works
I need
just begun
There's many lost, but tell me who has won
The trench is dug within our hearts
And mothers, children, brothers, sisters
Torn apart
to me
You look good by yourself but look better when you're movin' with me
Take them shots 'til the bottle empty
Let's this money, girl don't tempt me
got it for me now just know I need it here by Sunday
We do it one way
Y'all do it some days
You trollin den my homie leave you holy like a Sunday
Shawty
a chapel, ain't no church in the wild
Ain't no salvation in the bottom of a bottle
Hidden in a drawer like a hotel Bible
Tell me where you find a Sunday
flowing
We'd laugh like little children. She'd tell me jokes she'd heard
I'd sing her songs I'd written. I wanna go back then to Sundays at 10
Oh I remember
pants are so tight
When you dance with O. Trice, your implants explode
So cold to dykes, the chance is snow in San Francisco (oh)
Boy, I'm from Detroit
need a ride and you live just by my house
Take my hand don't be shy and dance
It seems to me you've been heaven sent
Oh I met him on a Sunday night
cleansed it and made me new yeah
Now I'm a son of you Jehovah
Bo pɛ ji mi lover yeah (You alone are my Lover)
Oh, tell me what is life without you?
What can
together
Stars from the sky
Reflect at me in your eyes
But will your eyes see
The look that I give you when I want to tell you I love you
On a free Sunday
to the gate (big), yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
So even when they try take it from we
You just can't lock the dance
We bounce from Mon- to Sunday
You just can't
da porch
At 12 and started trap as a jit
Daddy doing da same thang
Mama couldn't tell me shit
I was posted wit dem Hamstas
Out here running through da
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