We all want to be free
Shackled down by broken laws of society
Beaten down we learn to stand up
Conquer all that comes our way and never give a f*ck
Cause Sundays are for the dead
We won't rest in peace until our bones are laid to rest
Someday we all just disappear
Believe when I say that Jesus will not save you dear
The grave yard us where we go
Full of friends and enemies and old unrestful souls
Gather round and celebrate the night
Hope to hell that all is well and we can see the light
Cause Sundays are for the dead
We won't rest in peace until our bones are laid to rest
One day we all just disappear
Believe when I say that Jesus will not save you dear
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We all want to be free
Shackled down by broken laws of society
Beaten down we learn to stand up
Conquer all that comes our way and never give a f*ck
Cause Sundays are for the dead
We won't rest in peace until our bones are laid to rest
Someday we all just disappear
Believe when I say that Jesus will not save you dear
The grave yard us where we go
Full of friends and enemies and old unrestful souls
Gather round and celebrate the night
Hope to hell that all is well and we can see the light
Cause Sundays are for the dead
We won't rest in peace until our bones are laid to rest
One day we all just disappear
Believe when I say that Jesus will not save you dear
Shackled down by broken laws of society
Beaten down we learn to stand up
Conquer all that comes our way and never give a f*ck
Cause Sundays are for the dead
We won't rest in peace until our bones are laid to rest
Someday we all just disappear
Believe when I say that Jesus will not save you dear
The grave yard us where we go
Full of friends and enemies and old unrestful souls
Gather round and celebrate the night
Hope to hell that all is well and we can see the light
Cause Sundays are for the dead
We won't rest in peace until our bones are laid to rest
One day we all just disappear
Believe when I say that Jesus will not save you dear
Writer: Jordan Pasowisty
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