Bride - Good lyrics

shop around. Sing it till the beast arrives waiting for the plane to come in the

true some story I could tell. But break my road arrange it so I can away with

over flown embraces. Sing it till the beast arrive waiting for the plane to

come in the true some story I could tell. So under breath you touch me with

the street looking on you stranger . I was locked I was cold I was sound

dead for a long time. I was touched in the place don't try to touch in the

wrong place. Sing it till the beast arrives waiting for the plane to come in

the true some story I could tell.