Винтаж, Onative - Bad Girl

I'm addicted to you
Even when it's deceiving
An adrenaline rush keeps me alive cause
I feel it
That's what happens
When she turns cold
And has no regrets
I'm wasted again
Abusing my limit
The highway is dead
My wheels kinda leading
I might pick up the phone
And turn in minutes cause
I'm on my mind
You are caught once again
In the stream of illusions
Feel the globe in your hands
I'm demanding intrusions
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