It's unfortunate that when we feel a storm
We can roll ourselves over coz we're uncomfortable
The devil makes us sin
But we like it when we're spinning in his grip
Love is like a sin, my love
For the one that feels it the most
Look at her with her eyes like a flame
She will love you like a fly will never love you
Again
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a wild track
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