Raw کے بول

I tell you something I got something to say I cant remember I stepped out of the room When you don't want it well they give it away don't try to fight it cos youre trick babies fool I need to make up need to make up my mind I need to wake up need to wake up my soul You're on my wavelength and the frequencie's fine You're coming out from the cold So give me something cos I'm raw to the core I said I'd love you and I'll love you to death I said I'd want you till you breathe your last breath I said I'd need you and my need is divine Yeah like the lover who got stuck in his mind Yeah like the twisted heart that's tortured and cold Who listens carefully but never be told The pain and misery that love always brings These are my favourite things So give me something cos I'm raw to the core