The Key to My Heart
I call her the Devil, 'coz she makes me wanna sin.
And every time she knocks, I can't help but let her in.
She gives me Adrenaline, by the way, her eyes stare.
And the warm wind of spring blows, In the cold winter of despair.
There is lock to my heart, not everyone can see,
But she perfectly stands there, With the master key.
And every time she knocks, I can't help but let her in.
She gives me Adrenaline, by the way, her eyes stare.
And the warm wind of spring blows, In the cold winter of despair.
There is lock to my heart, not everyone can see,
But she perfectly stands there, With the master key.
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