كلمات DRAMATIQUE

I took a turn, we went for a ride and met back at the stairs It's always the last time baby, with you A helter-skelter to hell You feel like everything coming at me at once And then your kisses turn to bites Red velvet, nicotine White daisies picked apart I want you till I want you not I took a turn, we went for a ride and met back at the stairs It's always the last time baby, with you A helter-skelter to hell You feel like everything coming at me at once And then your kisses turn to bites Red velvet, nicotine White daisies picked apart I want you till I want you not You feel like everything coming at me at once And then your kisses turn to bites Red velvet, nicotine White daisies picked apart I want you till I want you not