Sunday Part Ii (Letra)
Why can’t we dance in the same groove every day?
My step starts from 6 to 1, from 6 to 1, you make fun of my honesty
But i think consciousness is the same in space… in space…
I’m living in the second world, i’m watching, watching you from the second world
Don’t complain about it, baby, i can not be perfect for you
Still learning every sunday, i just spend. i just spend…every sunday… every
