Nanna

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Bedroom mites, I'm hopin' we can stay here For a moment, undercover, black lemons Fall asleep to television Is it romance, is it torture? When you give me black lemons in a drought Simple rule, ah-ooh, we don't talk But not talkin' to you, ah-ooh I feel lost How did we get from crashin' in bed to crashing in burnin' out? How did we get here? How did we get here? Bedroom nights, how you copin' Ain't it silly to he nervous when used to feel hopeless? Fall asleep, poor reputation Dream of someone in thе water But you give me black lеmons with you down Simple rule, ah-ooh, we don't talk But not talkin' to you, ah-ooh I feel lost How did we get from crashin' in bed to crashing in burnin' out? How did we get here? Letras de cancionesHow did we get here? Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah Ah, ah-ah-ah Ah, ah-ah From Letras Mania