كلمات Titanium

Baby, you got plenty of time And you don't need a curfew Burn a cigarette to light up half your face Funny to be there and then Till the hour of the rooster Watching time go by And shivering in the cold Tell me, what is luck? A hit'n'run underneath the stars? Nice thing collecting sins Like memories and fingerprints Stranded in the paddock zone Deliberately crashing Like a racing car That's going much too fast Watch me as I turn you on Biting the titanium Hungry for dessert But I guess it's time to go Tell me, what is luck? A hit'n'run underneath the stars? Nice thing collecting sins Like memories and fingerprints Baby, you got plenty of time And you don't need a curfew Burn a cigarette to light up half your face Watch me as I turn you on Biting the titanium Hungry for dessert But I guess it's time to go Tell me, what is luck? A hit'n'run underneath the stars? Nice thing collecting sins Like memories and fingerprints