Boots - Saint Michel

Damn it !

I gotta drop it

There is nothing wrong,

But the screaming of a soul

And the killing of my lovers

All my lovers

There is nothing wrong with care a love and die

Damn it !

I gotta drop it

There is nothing wrong,

But the screaming of a soul

And the killing of my lovers

All my lovers

There is nothing wrong with care a love and die

Damn it !

I gotta drop it

There is nothing wrong,

But the screaming of a soul

And the killing of my lovers

All my lovers

There is nothing wrong with care a love and die

Sing this song

Come around

Think about it

I Think about it

Sing this song

And just come around

Think about it

Think about it

Damn it !

I gotta drop it

There is nothing wrong,

But the screaming of a soul

And the killing of my lovers

All my lovers

There is nothing wrong with care a love and die

Damn it !

I gotta drop it

There is nothing wrong,

But the screaming of a soul

And the killing of my lovers

All my lovers

There is nothing wrong with care a love and die

Sing this song

Come around

Think about it

I Think about it

Sing this song

And just come around

Think about it

Think about it

There was some massive talking

My boots are made for walking

There was some massive talking

My boots are made for walking