Receiving End Of Sirens (The)
The Afterglow
I'm the fervor of the fever you can't sweat
I'm the garments drenched and dripping wet
I'm a spring of flowing fume and fret,
I'm the melody stuck in your head
And I don't mind the afterglow
No, I don't mind the afterglow
I don't mind
From Letras Mania