jueves, 4 de diciembre de 2008

Down to you
You're pushing and pulling me down to you
But I don't know what I
Now when I caught myself I had to stop myself
From saying something that I should've never thought
You got it, you got it
Some kind of magic
Hypnotic, hypnotic
You're leaving me breathless
I hate this, I hate this!
You're not the one I believe in
With God as my witness .

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