. Fast. Falling so hard so. Fast. Looking through me like glass. Voodoo. I'm under your. Spell. It's like you know me so well. And I can't control myself. With you. My red lipstick on your white T. Sm
Once upon a northern city. Where I lay my head. Trying to hear Saint Nick's footsteps. Awake in my bed. All the presents I hope I'll get are runnin' through my mind. But I'm not sure Santa's real anym
