It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm We can roll over cause we're uncomfortable well, the devil makes us sin But we like it when we're spinning in his grip.
Love like a sin my love For the ones feel it the most Look at her, with her eyes like a flame will love you like a fly will never love you... Again. Aha.
It's unfortunate when we feel a storm We can roll ourselves over when we're Oh well, the devil makes us sin But we like it when we're spinning in his grip... Aha.
Love is like a my love For the that feels it the most Look at her, with a smile like a flame She will love you a fly will never love you... Again.