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Sunday suit never fit quite right, i choose a path of open minds
Am i damned for it, and forwent the drought of pain Water, maybe why i left siddhartha style
Mocked you and broke your home, i choose a path of open minds, and i ve had mine
Maybe why i left siddhartha style, so i obeyed and lied
I know the evil of mankind, i ve found peace on my own
do all i can to grow inside
Judge me for that, maybe why i never saw your light
I choose a path of open minds, judge me for that Hot, fear had its grip for quite sometime
so i obeyed and lied
maybe why i never saw your light
With no way to explain where it comes from, i ve found peace on my own
Am i damned for it, do all i can to grow inside
judge me for that
I ve found peace on my own, and i ve had mine, fear had its grip for quite sometime
So i obeyed and lied, i ve found peace on my own
you ve taught me what i know
And i ve had mine, and i keep far from them, maybe why i left siddhartha style
You ve taught me what i know, and i keep far from them
Listen don t hear this wrong, and i ve had mine Sunday, maybe why i never saw your light
And though i m not what you want, sunday suit never fit quite right
and i keep far from them
Do all i can to grow inside, sunday suit never fit quite right, and i ve had mine
Heard out suspicious ways, sunday suit never fit quite right
judge me for that
sunday suit never fit quite right
do all i can to grow inside
Maybe why i left siddhartha style, sunday suit never fit quite right Sunday, judge me for that
Judge me for that, sunday suit never fit quite right, and forwent the drought of pain
and i ve had mine
Sunday suit never fit quite right, you ve taught me what i know, and though i m not what you want
and i ve had mine
carried on as a king to a throne
With no way to explain where it comes from, i ve done you wrong Water, heard out suspicious ways
And forwent the drought of pain, with no way to explain where it comes from
Sunday suit never fit quite right, i know the evil of mankind, maybe why i left siddhartha style
And forwent the drought of pain, i ve found peace on my own, judge me for that
i ve done you wrong
And forwent the drought of pain, judge me for that, maybe why i never saw your light
I ve done you wrong, so i obeyed and lied
Sunday suit never fit quite right, and though i m not what you want Music, judge me for that
Heard out suspicious ways, and i ve had mine Water, am i damned for it
and forwent the drought of pain
Maybe why i never saw your light, listen don t hear this wrong
Heard out suspicious ways, am i damned for it, listen don t hear this wrong
And i keep far from them, and i ve had mine, listen don t hear this wrong
And though i m not what you want, listen don t hear this wrong Suit, i ve done you wrong
And i ve had mine, maybe why i never saw your light
and forwent the drought of pain
So i obeyed and lied, sunday suit never fit quite right
i ve done you wrong
Fear had its grip for quite sometime, yet i ve reconciled my faith Hot, sunday suit never fit quite right
Fear had its grip for quite sometime, and i ve had mine