I'm staring into your eyes and they are full of fire I hope I make it out alive Your grip is strong, your hands with intense desires, oh I hope I make it out alive, I hope I make it out alive
He lifts his heads high, don't trust his alibi, those fortune eyes, oh He craves your blood red, til that body's dead I don't, don't wanna give mine, yeah
A far too late, a chance to play every spade, oh I hope I make it out alive Your claws, they severe every strength to relay, oh I hope I make it out alive, I hope I make it out alive
He lifts his heads high, don't trust his alibi, those fortune eyes, oh He craves your blood red, til that body's dead I don't, don't wanna give mine, yeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
