Grey Sunday Songtext
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there is no faith
inside the maze
I watch the dead girl
the girl escaped from grey sundays
I'm looking down
on concrete town
the birds are silent
they wear a scornful angry frown
inside the maze
I watch the dead girl
the girl escaped from grey sundays
I'm looking down
on concrete town
the birds are silent
they wear a scornful angry frown
grey sunday
you feed my sore
grey sunday
you feed my sore
hate that grey day
grey sunday
too deaf to hear
too numb to fear
the haze hides the tears
grey sunday ...
you feed my sore
grey sunday
you feed my sore
hate that grey day
grey sunday
too deaf to hear
too numb to fear
the haze hides the tears
grey sunday ...
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