6 acessos
Is a test and this taste becomes fever glory
Come we have storm
When we fall on the sky
I'll give your cloud
Is a thing of my heart I want say I love you
Come we have storm
When I fall on the sky
I'll smoke your cloud
Are strange looking around?
The speak and whisper each other
F*** them mind cos we don't care
Are strange looking around?
Is a test and this taste become a fever glorious
Come we have storm