Satelite کے بول

Was alone last night, leaving black out white Leaving black out white Circle on the sight on your satellite, on your satellite The thought of your skin on mine Was enough to break me down The thought of your skin on mine But what is your love? What is your love? What is your love? What is your love? I've no control, my relentless soul My relentless soul You have pierced my will, though you're standing still You were standing still The thought of your skin on mine Was enough to break me down The thought of your skin on mine But what is your love? What is your love? What is your love? What is your love? I thought I found a way to fight poison lips Your taste, your mind But what is your love? What is your love? What is your love? What is your love? But what is your love? What is your love? What is your love? What is your love? I thought I found a way to fight poison lips Your taste, your mind But what is your love? What is your love? What is your love? What is your love?