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Buried on Sunday lyrics

Performer The Corps

Buried on Sunday song lyrics by The Corps official

Buried on Sunday is a song in English

I'll cling to the past
All that we had couldn't last I know
You put on a show
Saving the world just to let me go

And for what?
A resurrection with a gambler's luck
It's a crutch
The heroes will only pass the buck

Still I must try
One of these nights could be fatal
I remember the call
All are one. One are all.

It's starting again
End is the beginning is the end
It's not a fair fight though
The seeds of life will always be sown

What's it worth?
What's the point of it all for an endless birth?
It's a curse
The heroes will never save the earth

I should've known
The more it decays the more it has grown
I remember the call
All are one. One are all.
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