I’m a vintage kind of love Whose side am I on You’ve been breaking skin And slashing in I’m a ghost in your thoughts As you figured out all the costs You don’t neeed to be staying I reach to you, reach into you Turning your past, babe
Now won’t you put me in your shrine I – I’m a vintage kind of love And make the rules as we groan I’m a vintage kind of soul As you take my hand and lie our shrine I’mma care for you, I’mma care for you Cause you might kill us I’mma care for you, I’mma care for you
I’m a different kind of drug Cyanide in my lungs, a toxic grab Stop breaking in, crashing in Stop playing in the dark You’re my conductor of energy Director of our fantasy I lean from ya, I lean to ya Nostalgic sweet taste
Now won’t you meet me where our end comes I’m a different kind of drug See the world as we have and take it I’m a different kind of sherriff As I wrap myself in a tourniquet I’mma care for you, I’mma care for you Cause you will kill us I’mma care for you, I’mma care for you
I’mma care for you I’mma care for you I’mma care for you I’mma care for youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
