Love Is a Suicide
Vem älskar inte dracula?
You like the smell of blood
When it's pumpin' like a factory
Ooh, you like your words to cut
You like to choose the best artillery
I wonder who you're thinkin' of
Who am I
Am I the epitome
Of everything you hate
And you desire
You love me like an enemy
Text ur Love Is a Suicide av Natalia Kills
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