it's unfortunate that when we feel a storm, we can roll ourselves over cause we're uncomfortable
oh well, the devil makes us sin, but we like it when we're spinning, in his grin
love is like a sin my love, for the ones that feels it the most
look at her with her eyes like a flame, she will love you like a fly will never love you, again
it's unfortunate that when we feel a storm, we can roll ourselves over when we're uncomfortable
oh well, the devil makes us sin, but we like it when we're spinning, in his grin
love is like a sin my love, for the one that feels it the most
look at her with her smile like a flame, she will love you like a fly will never love you, again
