bad for you/// Justin bieber
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Last published Tue, Aug 4, 2015
they say I'm bad for you
darling, I know, I'm bad for you
you're like a drug in my system
you make my ghost come alive
you tame my demons with just one single touch
your touch is like fire mix with electric running through my veins.
you got me high
i'm begging on my knees for just one kiss.
those eyes are like weapons to my heart.
honey, you can destroy me with just a smile.
but I'm bad for you
they say i'm bad for you.
darling, I know, i'm bad for you.
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love is unconditional, it's curled, blind, painful, confusing, pitifully, taking advantage, sometimes our behavior makes us bad for the once we love, that's how 21 years old Justin drew bieber felt towards the one girl that get his heart to beat, but because of his ways, he couldn't have her.
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