Dark Sunday – Gary NumanBy You’re like poisonYou smile at meTalk of love.‘He’ will forgive meIf I confess.Your dark SundayYou lied to meAnd so IReplaced GodWith a picture of my car.I don’t like thisI don’t like this.I’m on the E kickSo heaven’s in my headI’m in OutlandShame on me.I want picturesPeople come, people goD’you think GodWill forgive me soon?You won’t like thisYou won’t like this.Rip it upRip it into piecesRip it upRip it for good.Touch me, touch me.He won’t like thisHe won’t like this‘He’ won’t touch meI can’t dance and I can’t singI’m not stone shapeBut time runs out.I don’t like thisAll I see is cold and hardAll I can do nowIs break ‘the word’I don’t like thisI don’t like this.‘He’ will love me?Well thank himFor nothing.I need that likeI need a disease.So pray for me.I don’t mindI don’t care.I’ve found loveIt’s an American machine.I don’t like thisI don’t like this. www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20