Don't know why you speak to me no more
I wanna hear, if i can hear when you call
Do you really mean that I have might just seem invincible
Whatever it is, its bringin' me to pointing the point
Hot and cold
Whip and roll
Hot and cold
I've been to hear you, hear you when you call
Return to slither under my skin
Slide under me, take my veins
And go straight to
The black hole within
segunda-feira, 29 de junho de 2009
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