just a game,
took ur all energy,
spinning your mind around and around.
turn you on in such easily,
fall you down in such easily.
have you ever asked yourself?
feelling tired for the undying waiting?
getting enough of the forbear?
or just be used to breathing in the coldness...
Poor gal, stronge look, delicate in deep.
don't think things will ever change
you must be dreaming
you are merely a shots of alchoho for him
Just in a moment,
can't help to be a sin.
nothing will be changed after anything..