Marko Frejkov Love caught in last shot Your touch, it is much I'm built off but not enough Spend the night, send her to me But I'm just the agent of your pagination I'll be okay, give me some space Held up on the truss And get shot and boarded up Your cup is over, I am My refund squared one Spend the night, send her to me But I'm just the agent of your pagination I'll be okay, give me some space Your trust, only love Do what you say you must And your look without discomfort Lies all the same Spend the night, send her to me But I'm just the agent of your pagination I'll be okay, give me some space *
