We scream 666 I'm sick I'm fucking sick without you
We were kids back then North Americans I had you all night I was king And happy as I've ever been
Oh, I get sick of my own way I think of back those days In my car, your eyes just cried
I got stuck onto Annie Looking right at me You said, "Jump" I said, "How high?"
Now I'm a freak I'm fitting, fitting in Oh, fit, oh, let me beTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
