I want your everything as long as it's free
I give you everything I have, the good, the bad
Bildbrist
If you fall for me I'm not easy to please
There is a rose in the Devil's garden
Death is pure - life is not
So ask yourself, what do you want?
As for me, well I want you
So pick the black rose and let its thorns cut you
So ask yourself, what do you want?
As for me, well I want you
So pick the black rose and let its thorns cut you