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Taking Back Sunday Call Me In The Morning

've been counting all your sins. A ticking bomb, a false alarm, a wrecking ball... You left before I had the chance to say Just call me in the morning. Call me

ve been counting all your sins. A ticking bomb, a false alarm, a wrecking ball... You left before I had the chance to say Just call me in the morning. Call me

take one ride With you And how I used to hoop off in them to tournaments With you And how I used to club hop on weekends With you Your family called the morning

when they carry a knife They shouldn't have been born they're making me yawn But I just take it easy it's a Sunday morning So you come [unverified]

s Come and take a ride wit me, fly wit me, Get high wit me, come and get cloudy eyes wit me [Verse 2] Everybodies blown but me Timly got them straight

on his meal Young playa just chill and take a look at what these fakers call real nigga I trust no man, 'cause man will let you down every time that's why I take

Sunday morning girl Call me when you get this Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning) I slept right next to my phone Its Sunday morning (Sunday morning) I'm still waiting for your call

was by myself With dreams of Georgia cotton and California wine Sunday mornin' found me standin' 'neath the red-light of her door Right 'cross sent me reelin', laid me

boy, and that's all I'll ever be, and sometime, those bright lights blind me, and make it hard for me to see, but when I need to be reminded, I take