You don’t really know what goes on That’s why all this looks like a perfect mess Freaks come out until the lights go on And it feels so good when I lose my head
What a bad habit Hard to scrap Knockin at my door It can’t be stopped no more
It’s so easy won’t you come along Just lose yourself with these side effects Freaks come out until the lights go on Would you be my guest til there’s nothing left
What a bad habit Hard to scrap Knockin at my door It can’t be stopped no moreTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
