Monday Mourn Songtext
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Monday Mourn Songtext
Step down get a little closer let′s shake hands on another day
Don't talk put your head on my shoulder
Catch my breath and lead my mind astray
Epiphany is not due on a good friday
I hold up my passion til monday morn
Give me a taste of your bitter flesh
Last supper is in vain on a weekend
I′ll empty my cup on a monday morn
Don't talk put your head on my shoulder
Catch my breath and lead my mind astray
Epiphany is not due on a good friday
I hold up my passion til monday morn
Give me a taste of your bitter flesh
Last supper is in vain on a weekend
I′ll empty my cup on a monday morn
Writer(s): Alexander Schmidt Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
