Paroles

The surrender to the power makes me born again The fixation of every sign, I cannot explain I worship intoxicated at your open play The appetite that you find, that you throw away Is a vice of gold and dreams you try to escape from But you surrender to the power To the only way I love you I hate you That's the nature of inviting To your recklessness and pleasure I purely commit Because everything that you are is everything there is It's a vice of gold and dreams you try to escape from But you surrender to the power To the only way I love you I hate you That's the nature of inviting
Writer(s): Chris Corner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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