...довольно много в этом острого, да, чистого жизненного спирта, девяностошестиградусного, шибающего в ноздри; ощущение жизни, вывернутой на максимум, до упора, истошного такого, лихого, свежего счастья вовлеченности, задействованности в большую, опасную, адреналиновую игру; незамутненной радости контактного спарринга с миром, когда он тебе хук поддых, а ты ему локтем в челюсть с разворота...(c)





I want your love, I want your disease...
I want you, open mouthed and on your knees...
I want your love, love love love, I want your love...

I want your drama, the touch of your hand...
I want you leather chocked and cuffed in the head...
I want your love, love love love, I want your love...

I want your loving and I want your revenge...
you and me could write bad romance...
I want your loving, all your love is revenge...
you and me could write a bad romance...

I want your horror, I want your resign...
I make you beg as long as you’re mine...
I want your love, love love love, I want your love...

I want your psycho, your vertigo kiss...
I want you in my bed, I’ll make you sick...
I want your love, love love love...

I want your loving and I want your revenge,..
you and me could write a bad romance...
I want your loving, all your love is revenge...
you and me could write a bad romance...

just dance

I want your love and I want your revenge...
I want your love, I don’t wanna be friends....

Je ton amour et je veux ton revenge, je ton amour...
I don’t wanna be friends...

no no...

I want your loving and I want your revenge...
you and me could write a bad romance...
I want your loving, all you love is revenge...
you and me could write a bad romance...