Now in this world It's hard to be F9 something wild ing free But I dont want to be What you want from me With all my limits...I just walked along your line to get your Supersonic Sunday And my mind is full of pain That supersonic Sunday Walking through the rain again Supersonic Sunday As a lie with you again On that Supersonic Sunday in the rain As I lie on the floor Sliding through the daytime Just lazing out And as I die on my feet With my back against the wall Well you know my limits..I (guitaretab.com)
