Sweet talkin' jive Still lookin' fine She's got the reputation catcher of your eye
Secrets align Behind her smile Evening arives Reveals her crimes
Watch yer tounge Makes you wanna cry Alone she is not that shy
Like a sin she comes alive She begins to draw the line From within the takes you down Like a storm wind sweeping by
She is one of few A bit too rude The fatal tragedy calling out on you
Sense of my voice Her toxic toyz That's all she wears Her lust for nightmares
Watch yer tounge Makes you wanna cry Alone she is not that shy
Like a sin she comes alive She begins to draw the line From within the takes you down Like a storm wind sweeping by
Sinner she's gone wild Sinner she makes you smile
Like a sin she comes alive She begins to draw the line From within the takes you down Like a storm wind sweeping byTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
