Pagan Babies - Best Sunday Dress lyrics

[Pagan Babies - Best Sunday Dress lyrics]

Terrified 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 fatal moon
I walk into all your motives
See my world is getting cruel

We will be perfect again
If it's the last thing we ever do
Still I'm on your side (on your side)
Still I'm on your side (on your side)
I 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 the corruption
So afraid of the disease
Look at you and your innocence
You're me with my baby
No more that you come, your friend
No more seizures by the sea
I walk this plank like a lullaby
And no one throws rocks at me

And no one throws rocks at me
You 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

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