The armada

Baby's come undone

The armada
It's a guilty listless life
Filled with constant strife
Dancing on a knife
Baby's come undone

All she ever tried
Has always been denied
She's always been outside
Baby's come undone

She's looking for the truth
But al she ever knew
Were faces in the rain
Faces in the rain

I want to see
Sunlight in her hair
She says ...
Baby's come undone

They say ...
Practise what you preach
But it's always out of reach
Look above beneath
Try to find the soul

Those seven deadly sins
Are constantly within
Try again begin
To find the soul
I want to see sunlight in her hair
he says ...
Baby's come undone

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