Текст и слова песни Berlin – Pleasure Victim
Pleasure Victim
Berlin
Pleasure Victim
We touched there was temperture
I'm not the same
Now i'm passing through your door
It's a pleasure game
You're the object of of my smile
I'm a life machine
Sentimental sound on sound
Time to switch the scene
You're the passion in me
You've broken down the system
Berlin
Pleasure Victim
We touched there was temperture
I'm not the same
Now i'm passing through your door
It's a pleasure game
You're the object of of my smile
I'm a life machine
Sentimental sound on sound
Time to switch the scene
You're the passion in me
You've broken down the system
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