maldita mujer de costumbres
Se abre la veda y controlas el despecho, pero porque siempre es la misma historia¿?? Empiezo a pensar que es la marca de la casa.
Your cruel device your blood, like ice
One look, could kill
My pain, your thrill
I want to love you but I better not touch (don?t touch)
I want to hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I want to kiss you but I want it too much (too much)
I want to taste you but your lips are venomous poison
You're poison, running through my veins ....
me asustas, me haces sentir el miedo.... POISON!
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