Too Much
love was just another drug to you and I would hide it n my veins, you can hear it calling CAN'T you cause I can feel the fire making me insane, making the same mistakes and not learning, I swear I can feel my soul burning, seem like the angels are starting to hover, seem like I should be running for cover, can't see anything clear too much static, Everytime I touch you I overdose does that make me a addict, or a sucker for love my angel fell from above, stabbed me in the heart & twisted the blade, now I rest in the bed that I made
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