She returns to the place we met on a dark knight and troubled water. I’m so afraid that she’ll go away again, and call me as the uninvited.. Maybe I’ll walk away..
Corus: ‘cause her beauty is the death of me, her skin is white as snow.. ‘cause it always takes my breath away her skill’s just killing… NOW!
She (left I’m ..??) afraid of never speak her name again or live life and dreams left unrequitent..
either (weak?) and (silver thing?), her beauty is the beast and that (defiles?) me.
Blame me! and I’ll follow Blame me! AND I’LL FOLLOW YOU EVERYWHERE!!
Blame me! and I’ll follow Blame me! AND I’LL FOLLOW YOU EVERYWHERE!!
cause her beauty is the death of me, her skin is white as snow.. ‘cause it always takes my breath away her skill’s just killing…
cause her beauty is the death of me, her skin is white as snow.. ‘cause it always takes my breath away her skill’s just killing… NOW!