
Letra de Coming Down
Make me reflective, make me introspective.
Ignore the violence and explain my silence.
Cause its never too late to fill me with hate.
Ignore the violence and explain my silence.
Cause its never too late to fill me with hate.
So pull away the wool and make me look cool.
And she looks best, Sunday mornings, coming down.
So what will I achieve and who should I believe?
I let her slip, it's a tense grip.
My drugged up kiss, it's a hit, it's a miss.
And its hard to conceal the way I feel.
And she looks best, Sunday mornings, coming down.
It seems the sunlight makes her darker, excites her hair.
And she looks best, Sunday mornings, coming down.
So what will I achieve and who should I believe?
I let her slip, it's a tense grip.
My drugged up kiss, it's a hit, it's a miss.
And its hard to conceal the way I feel.
And she looks best, Sunday mornings, coming down.
It seems the sunlight makes her darker, excites her hair.
Aidan Moffat, Malcolm Middleton
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