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Girl Panic!

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 08.06.2012

I came by invitation to general Chelsea mayhem
Then going on to somewhere
Yes, I was going somewhere

A single random meeting with your eyes and I am beaten
And now I'm going nowhere
I know I'm going nowhere

With all the voices in my head
The clever words I never said
Of all the things to happen

In a girl panic
That's driving naked through my mind
It's a crush panic
She's got me atomized

You beg me to get closer
Dress falling off your shoulder
Then heat is wrapping 'round us
This city strapped around us

'Cause now I sense your mission is my coming demolition
And you just hold me under
I know I'm going under

With all the voices in my head
The clever words I never said
And you just let it happen

In a girl panic
That's driving naked through my mind
It's a crush panic
She's got me atomized

In a girl panic
The midnight traffic in her eyes
Like a Hypnotic, and I am mesmerized

You know, you know I want you
I know you know I want you

With all the voices in my head
The clever words I never said
And you just let it happen

In a girl panic
That's driving naked through my mind
It's a crush panic
She's got me atomized

In a girl panic
The midnight traffic in her eyes
Like a Hypnotic, and I am mesmerized

In a girl panic
A crush panic
She's a Hypnotic
It's a girl panic


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