Sunday by Ill Spector Lyrics

Keep me in mind, when you sleep
I wanna be your demon
I leave a taste, sickly sweet
You're gonna lose your feeling
Watch me go and, try to scream
Darling, no one can hear you
You never know, what I mean
And so I slowly withdrew

I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest

I want love
I want warmth
I want blood
I want stars

I want love
Try to wash me, off your neck
But I’ve gotten under your skin
I leave a mark, just your luck
You know I don’t aim [?] the kill
I hold every moment dear
And I can still see your face
So my death doesn’t insight fear
I know you think that I’m strange

I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest

I want love
I want warmth
I want blood
I want stars

I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest

I want love
I want grace
I want God
I want faith
I want love

I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest

I want love
I want warmth
I want blood
I want stars

I want love
I want breath
I want dark
I want rest

I want love
I want grace
I want God
I want faith

I want love