In my bed Blaise Lucarelli

Random
Phone call
Late into the night
You were looking for trouble
And troubles what I like

Loathe who you’ve been
But I love who you are
And now you’re laying
In my bed
And now I want it all

We orbit ‘round each other
Never close to an eclipse
Now planets have collided
And it started with our lips

Could you just imagine
What the trash would say
I'll never let them know
So you never runaway

I don’t want to
But I like you

Why you wanna take the pain
Choose the shame
Play these gamеs
Again
Why you wanna fake straight laced
Feign ok
Smilе away the day
But you need to do
What you think you need to do
Why you wanna just play dead
I’ll haunt your head
‘Till you’re in my bed
Again