Trust me, if I could control it, it'd be under control It's ugly; (so ugly) so ugly it has a mind of its own Crush it, smash it to pieces, keep it hidden away
Baby, how did we get so lucky? We ditched our evil spirits for the light Nothing feels heavy when you're close to me My ugly needs have vanished
Baby, how did we get so lucky? We ditched our evil spirits for the light Nothing feels heavy when you're close to me My ugly needs have vanishedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
