Cubanate
Industry
my crime of passionwas to let you get insidemy fatal flaw was honestyI spoke my mindbut I don't careI don't careI don't care anymoreI don't careI don't careI don't care anymorewhiplashI need the contactwhiplashI need the impactwhiplashI wanna see you crash and burncrash and burnyou were like squeezing blood from a stonelights on...but no one homewhiplashI need the contactwhiplashI need the impactwhiplashI wanna see you crash and burncrash and burn
From Letras Mania