My knuckles have turned to white There's no turning back tonight So kiss me on and on... I ask! I fear that I am just an end. So you play the mistaken...
We can tell you What you needed We are promise You are hate this And I'll play the victim in our screenplay of desire...
And leave me with your complications Take your life, you feel like taking mine My last request - I wish to feel as you kiss me on lips...
We can tell you What you needed We are promise You are hate this And I'll play the victim in our screenplay of desire...
I wish to feel as you kiss me on lips...
We can tell you What you needed We are promise You are hate this And I'll play the victim in our screenplay of desire...