5 acessos
Tonight
I'm broadcasting
A feeling
It doesn't belong to me
For tomorrow
I am forecasting
An addiction
It will soon be mine
In trance
I'm suffering
To stay upon the lake
Of my imagination
Cool
When the sun burns
Through the rest of your dying skin
I
I come and get you
I come and get you
I come and get you
I
I come and get you
I come and get you
I come and get you
I
I come and get you
I come and get you
I come and get you