Sometimes it's better like you're already mine
Under my make-up and my crazy designs
I'm watching you through all the windows inside my houseSometimes it's better like you're driving me home
Under my make-up and you already know
I'm whatching you through all the windows inside my house
I'm adopted child of love
I have my eyes and have my soul
And I'm holding on
You make my home x2
I left my heavy metal wishes inside
Under my crystal shelder
I'll let you find
I'm whatching you through all the windows inside my house
I'm adopted child of love
I have my eyes and have my soul
And I'm holding on
You make my home x3

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