Oh call
Oh write me a letter
I’m thinking that time will make it better
I’ve been thinking about falling asleep where i stand tonight
Your friends
Tell them i didn’t know better
You can all hate me together
I don’t have a mouth
I’m not in the picture
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And i don’t look a f#cking thing like samson
But i will swing my blade anyway
And i don’t look a f#cking thing like samson
But i’m dying with nazarites all the same
Oh call
Oh write me a letter
I’ve been thinking that time will make it better
I’ve been thinking about falling asleep where i stand tonight
Your friends
Tell them i didn’t know better
You can all hate me together
I don’t have a mouth
I’m not in the picture
And i don’t look a f#cking thing like samson
But i will swing my blade anyway
And i don’t look a f#cking thing like samson
But i’m dying with nazarites all the same
And i’ll stand here tomorrow
Just as i did today
Did you still plan our wedding
Have you picked out the day?
Well i’ll call up my girlfriend
And then i’ll [?]
We’ll walk up to the chapel
To a [?]
And i can [?]
I held it closer to my chest [?]
And every second now is piecemeal
Just listen to me breathe
With my head against your chest
I can feel your heart beat
Oh!
And i don’t look a f#cking thing like samson
But i will swing my blade anyway
And i don’t look a f#cking thing like samson
But i’m dying with nazarites all the same!
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Sundyed Lyrics – Samson