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Sunday Lover

de Husbands

A part of me dies in each and every vibration
I heard it twice, so then twice did I die
Holding on tight as the last hour of light
Sheds a fading reminder you cannot abide

I say to each their own
However you must cope

Caught em French kissing, busted cans o' biscuits
Rolling on the floor with the folks out of town
Time has a long winded way of saying no to things
You can't cheat the system if the system is down

But it's writ on the wall like a poem in a stall
As the new rock and roll goes straight to video
I won't judge you for nothing
Just stay off of my toes
I've heard you can really breathe in San Diego

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