Newscast – Month of Sundays

Newscast – Month of Sundays Lyrics

Artist: Newscast
Song: Month of Sundays

You feel yourself
You fake it like you don’t mean it
I hold my tongue
I could never even say a word

And i don’t even listen to a thing you say
And i don’t even want to be around your name
I could feel my fingertips
Reach back for you at my expense

If I tell you what I want
Tell me what to say
Would you love me in the morning after
I could throw back on something dumb

For a while
Slip away for a month of Sundays
86’d the effort
Are you working on your temper

Lately the light in all my conversations
Scatters
I could feel my fingertips
Reach back for you at my expense

If I tell you what I want
Tell me what to say
Would you love me in the morning after
I could throw back on something dumb

For a while
Slip away for a month of Sundays
I’ll get out clean
Coherent king

The things I’ve been
When talking through the spins
The burnouts stick out to me
We all just play our parts

So let the reaction
Set in and happen
If I tell you what I want
Tell me what to say

Would you love me in the morning after
I could throw back on something dumb
For a while
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Newscast Lyrics – Month of Sundays

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