制作
出演艺人
Albin Hasani
领唱
Sam Collins
混音师
作曲和作词
Albin Hasani
词曲作者
制作和工程
Ahmet Subutay Yitgin
制作人
歌词
She looks like she is from California
She makes the sun shine for you
But her ripped jeans are lying in my bed
Dont be fooled by the way she walks
Dont get lost in the way she talks
From those red lips you will never
Get enough
I pray
Each day
To find
A home
Like hers
But i won't
Cause she was the one
To make me feel like
This was the real life
But i never took back
Whats mine
And that hurts
It hurts like it never hurt before
And i will never be the same no I won’t
My baby ran away with a gun
Cause it was love it was the god itself
And i never thougt i’d get myself in this mess
But its too late now so i will just confess
She looks like she is from California
She makes the sun shine for you
But her ripped jeans are lying in my bed
Dont be fooled by the way she walks
Dont get lost in the way she talks
From those red lips you will never
Get enough
Its death
Its life
She was the thing i
Lived for
Breathed for
Talked for
Oh you whore
Why’d you had to fuck him
Wasn't i the reason to make you
To feel like you were the bloody queen
Why
It hurts like it never hurt before
And i will never be the same no I won’t
My baby ran away with a gun
Cause it was love it was the god itself
And i never thougt i’d get myself in this mess
She looks like she is from California
She makes the sun shine for you
But her ripped jeans are lying in my bed
Dont be fooled by the way she walks
Dont get lost in the way she talks
From those red lips you will never
Get enough
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