Anastasia Songs - She's not me
Текст песни
The city face of black
A crimson sunset
What are you thinking of
When you're with her again
Her touch is nothing but a cold chill
On your skin
She'll never tell you the things I used to say
A crimson sunset
What are you thinking of
When you're with her again
Her touch is nothing but a cold chill
On your skin
She'll never tell you the things I used to say
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