Kim Petras - Slut Pop tekst piosenki

I don't need a god to tell me that I'm wrong I don't need hell to make me scared of love I don't need a symphony to sing my song. 'Cause there's a choir of angels deep inside my

The bell that rings inside your mind, It's a challenging the doors of time, It's a kind of magic,. The waiting seems eternity, The day will dawn

Lies, telling you that I'm alright tonight, tonight I've got bad, bad, butterflies in my chest There's something I gotta confess. There's somebody's stuck in my head and I,

Trembling leaves you only when you shake When you’re walking slowly to the edge You share the bed in a kind of come You share the bed, you fall asleep You share the bed in a kind

This rage that lasts a thousand years Will soon be done - (done). (Magic) - It's a kind

Santa Cruz and Tressels Australias Narabine All over Manhattan And down Doheny Way Everybodys gone surfin Surfin USA. Well all planin out a route Were gonna take real soon Were

I'm on higher ground, your the last of your kind, all in good time you'll find, that i'm the first of mine, my kind, my kind,. yeah i'm the first of mine, my kind,

She said I ain't for takin' won't you ever learn I want you I need you I gotta be near you I spent my money as I took my turn I want you I need you I gotta be near you Ooh I got