Oftast är det typ efter kl 23.00 man blir sugen på att dra ut och festa , men vaknade för någon timme och får en sån fett känsla nu.
Eller var det kanske bara denna låt som fick mig på en sån humör :)))
Why does it feel so good but hurt so bad
Oh oh oh
My mind keeps saying
Run as fast as you can
I say I'm done but then pull me back
Oh oh oh
I swear you're giving me a heart attack
Troublemaker
Nya musik videon för Enrique Iglesias's låt "Finally Found You"
This summer,
it looks like you
And your love,
I think suits to me.
This summer,
came for me,
will fire up
all my past ...
lelo, lelo, lelo .....
I wanna be with you
Your kiss it's like sea
Be a wave and take me,
to go deep ..
With eyes bound,
dying for you,
on the beach ...
This summer,
it looks like you
And your love,
I think suits to me.
This summer,
came for me,
will fire up
all my past ...
Go go, go summer
beach day - noon
and evenings bright star,
on islands that nobody knows (it's talkin' about islands)...
Nothing to interest us,
to have me by the hand,
to take the ferry,
go to other places
that no one knows us ...
The two of us,
go go, go (to the) summer ..
Something's wrong with me,
Maybe i have lost my mind,
melting beneath the sun,
I'm burning in kisses ...
Sand it's your body,
a swim your breath,
in your deep waters ...
It's so cold, it's so cold
It's so cold, it's so cold
See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart
Took the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart
Still I won't let go
Still I won't let go
You
Ooohooh
'Cause you do
Oh you, use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
On every street, every car, every surface are names
Tonight the streets are ours and we're writing and saying
Don't let them take control
No we won't let take control
Yes, I feel a little bit nervous,
Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax,
How come they're out to get us?
How come they're out when they don't know the facts?
So on concrete canvas under cover of dark
Concrete canvas, I'll go making my mark
Armed with a spray can soul
I'll be armed with a spray can soul
You
Ooohooh
Oh, you
Ooohooh
'Cause, you
You use your heart as a weapon
And it hurts like heaven
Woho-ooh
Woho-oooh
It's true
When you
Use your heart as a weapon
It hurts like heaven