Drive Back (The)
Roulette
Whoa, I make the same mistakes.
Whoa, There has never been a way to describe.
Colors will fade,
Nothing will stay,
We'd never change.
I feel you faster you through my veins.
The harder I try to forget your name,
The more I make mistakes.
(This is a game I always lose),
I'll take my turn before,
(You take away all I have, everything).
You're far from what I need,
Whoa, still your a part of me.
From Letras Mania