WILLKOMMEN AUF MEINER SEITE ♡
Stained coffee cup,
Just a finger print of lipsticks not enough
Sleep, where you lay,
Still a tray of innocence on the pillow case
Waking up beside you, Im a loaded gun
I cant contain this anymore
Im all yours, Ive got no control,
No control
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