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