It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm, we can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable

16

Apr

2011

It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm, we can roll ourselves over 'cause we're uncomfortable


Oh well the devil makes us sin


But we like it when we're spinning, in his grin.


Love is like a sin my love
For the one that feels it the most


Look at her with her smile like a flame


She will love you like a fly


then never love you again

 

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