quarta-feira, 3 de novembro de 2010

I wanna do bad things with you.

When you came in the air went out.
And every shadow filled up with the doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.

I'm the kind to sit up in his room.Heart sick an' eyes filled up with blue.
I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know this much is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.

When you came in the air went out.
And all those shadows there are filled up with doubt.
I don't know who you think you are,
But before the night is through,
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.
Ow, ooh.

I don't know what you've done to me,
But I know one thing is true:
I wanna do bad things with you.
I wanna do real bad things with you.


Bad Things - Jace Everett

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