Top shelf, girl is made of gold Step into it, close enough to feel the cold Where I wait days with no return The sun, one, loves to make feel the burn, the burn
She’s my holiday Only here for the game My favorite mistake Living inside the maze
Night fall, she’s a painted face Not the only one who wants to win the race While I wait days become the same Heart still, in the end she calls my name, my name
She’s my holiday Only here for the game My favorite mistake Living inside the maze
We can make it together And I know We can make it on our own
Always finds a way to run Only when the heart begins to sound a drum As we play I can feel the way Half gone must be close to her escape, escape
She’s my holiday Only here for the game My favorite mistake Living inside the maze She’s my holiday Only here for the game My favorite mistake Living inside the mazeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
