Bite

nother love, another time Come and say, what you think to me When our love, sailing course Sticks and mess, everything could see Down the street, heavy feet Heaven hold with the thought of me Where is loss, feeling fast, I'm in mess, I'm in mess Foll

bite - nikita you're taking my pictures, you make me sit still my eyes and my features can not be real so, why are you wasting your time on controlling my life if you know that you never will write i'm so tired of talking and a magic is not working i