 - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Best Sunday Dress (Pagan Babies version) - Terrified of, of the corruption Hear the thump of every breath I'm going to I'm going to I'm going to live through this I'm sleeping in the river Drowning in this big blue moon I walked into all your motives Leave my world instead of home(?)/in a state of/whom(?) We will be perfect again And it's the last thing we ever thought to Soon I'm on your side Soon I'm on your side We will, we will be perfect again Put on my best sunday dress And I walk straight into this mess of mine And I put on my best sunday dress And I walk straight into this mess of mine Terrified of, of the corruption So afraid of the disease Could be you with your innocence Or me with me ?? of sin(?) No more affection from your friends No more seizures by the sea I walk this way like a lullaby And no one throws rocks at me And no one throws rocks at me You/Who can have your pound of flesh Just just justify it Put on my best sunday dress And I walk straight into this mess of mine And I put on my best sunday dress And I walk straight into this mess of mine And I put on my best sunday dress And I walk straight into this mess of mine And I put on my best sunday dress - - - - - - - - - - - - - If you see something that you don’t agree with, or have a suggestion for something email me. - - - - - - - - - - - - - |