gavin gold killer şarkı sözleri

There's cellophane over my face I'm struggling to breathe I come up for air It hurts in my lungs, it goes up my nose The devil disguise Is the killer inside Stimulation, salivation, celebration Ah ha, hot line Stimulation, variation, exhilaration Ah ha, it's a hot, hot line Cherry faced, wicked and wise I beg for salvation From you brother of mine Dirt and dust, nothing in sight Just give me the real thing With nothing to hide Stimulation, salivation, celebration Ah ha, hot line Stimulation, variation, exhilaration Ah ha, it's a hot, hot line There's a man on the moon singing a loony tune Bought a ticket for a ride, lifting a silver spoon Just hot blooded lovers on their own for the weekend I got both feet stuck in the sand Lend me your hand Sweet sister of mine The angels will shatter my pride Give me the real thing Without a surprise Simulation, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer Variation, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer, a killer Celebration, salivation, variation, exhilaration, salivation, stimulation, celebration, stimulation
Sanatçı: Gavin Gold
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