Igralova - Лирика (Rock Ballad Cover)

She got it for me.
Fore foreign!
Foreign foreign speech.
Getting my phone is only
Got it foreign heat
Do you
Sleep in a is only heat heat
The cigarette flickers in the dark.
The winter ashes in my face
And the burnt filter on my fingers.
Left
Behind the pin mark
With a metallic creek.
The door swung open.
Here you come.
You're mine tonight.
A pleasant sugar flow through
Me from my head down from my feet
Stay with me and forget it all
Tonight will be just like a dream