Swindle - SUNDAY BEST lyrics
[Swindle - SUNDAY BEST lyrics]
I was next to you
Some seasons change, some stay the same
I'll always fall for you
Can't we slow dance and find
Romance somewhere inside of you
I'll drop my plans and make some room
And find some space for you
'Cause I've been pushing through
I've been talking to peeps to
Get me through this in my Sunday best
'Cause I've been pushing through
I've been talking to peeps to
Get me through this in my Sunday best
Yo dad and mums first son but
I ain't prodigal though
I had the humble approach
But I run with the looks
Street tires like the wire
But I struggle alonе
I put the tyres in a bowl like I'm brothеr -
I don't really cuff links
Still tough when they go
I know the feeling so I button it slow
True I'm feeling your pill but
We're on opposite roads baby girl
Is it real? Is it lust? I don't know
Shirt on the clothes line
I got her eyeing out the creases
I know they lying
I ain't buying all their thesis's
I pre this shit
The sharks they wear their trousers
But have jeans with it
Fucking geniuses, how they reckon?
Knucks is in the top couple
And I doubt he's second
Hunnid rounds will wet them
Mind and my mouth a weapon
So clean it's in my genes
But I doubt it's denim
Just think about your Sundays best will
Tell you how I'm dressing
My Sunday best always looked best when
I was next to you
Some seasons change, some stay the same
I'll always fall for you
Can't we slow dance and find
Romance somewhere inside of you
I'll drop my plans and make some room
And find some space for you
'Cause I've been pushing through
I've been talking to peeps to
Get me through this in my Sunday best
'Cause I've been pushing through
I've been talking to peeps to
Get me through this in my Sunday best
Best dressed, expect no less from me
It's like she needs a cheque
Just to check for me
Been a long while since I met Lizzie
I love it when she wears
That pink dress for me
Our father, I pray me and my armada
Leaving every man we came here with
Mashallah i lost my brother and it hurts
With his son at the hearse
Standing in my Sunday best like
I was coming to church
My Sunday best always looked best when
I was next to you
Some seasons change, some stay the same
I'll always fall for you
Can't we slow dance and find
Romance somewhere inside of you
I'll drop my plans and make some room
And find some space for you
'Cause I've been pushing through
I've been talking to peeps to
Get me through this in my Sunday best
'Cause I've been pushing through
I've been talking to peeps to
Get me through this in my Sunday best