Vince Kidd - Sick Love | Текст песни

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• Vince Kidd
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Baby you're a quiet one, they say you're the preachers' daughter
They tell you that these thoughts are wrong, bet ya daddy's home prayin' for ya

Come on babe let's push it 'til it goes wrong, goes wrong
We don't ever wanna have our clothes on, clothes on
I'm gonna make you bad, I'm gonna turn you out
I'm gonna make you scream, I'm gonna make you shout

Dirty, Twisted, Crazy, Nasty, Gag me, F***in' SICK LOVE
Filthy, Sexy, Freaky, Get me Chemically SICK LOVE
Ride me, Bite me, Cut me & Infect me wit'ya SICK LOVE
Touch me, Touch me, T-t-touch me, turn it into SICK LOVE

Baby there's no turnin' back, I've seen you in all your glory
You got things that others lack, them kinda bitches they bore me

I'm crazy baby, I raise the bar
I wanna film it baby, cause you're my star
I'm hooked up, I can't stop in the name of SICK LOVE
I'm gonna make you cum, cum, cum, cum, cum (come) down with SICK LOVE

For fourty days & fourty nights
They ate no food, they drank no wine
They saw no light, they saw no light, they saw no light
Skin on my skin, your body on mine
It's ridiculous baby, we're gonna do it all night
Live faster, f*** harder, die here in my arms
Oh SICK LOVE