I’m pretty sure You’re really sveet* I pointed people And put in list
I wanna hear your Angel sings I wanna see him Spreading wings
Your beats are harder, growing faster And you can push me like a pain You stop temptation, give your passion In thousand miles I wanna start lame game
Yeah, yeah Just to feel love Yeah, yeah To you
Good morning Shirley
Hell-color hair in night becoming brighter I’m running to the end of crowd and bleed In endless vow I like your happy rains the most I’m touching fame, somebody wants me feed
Escape emotion till the sun lighting your little picture I left my heart and you should know, I‘ll really miss you
Taste my love. Sveetty. Sveet
Escape emotion till the sun lighting your little picture I left my heart and you should know, I‘ll really miss you Shirley