womanizer ✧– Child of my mom and dad. – Superstar.
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you.
Gotta clue, what you're doing? – You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here,
but I know what you are, what you are, baby.
breathing in snowflakes– Child of Mommy and Ricky – White lips, pale face. Breathing in snowflakes. Burnt lungs, sour taste. Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent. – It's too cold outside for angels to fly. Angels to fly, to fly, fly. For angels to fly, to fly, to fly or angels die
womanizer ✧– Child of my mom and dad. – Superstar.
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you.
Gotta clue, what you're doing? – You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here,
but I know what you are, what you are, baby.
breathing in snowflakes– Child of Mommy and Ricky – White lips, pale face. Breathing in snowflakes. Burnt lungs, sour taste. Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent. – It's too cold outside for angels to fly. Angels to fly, to fly, fly. For angels to fly, to fly, to fly or angels die
womanizer ✧– Child of my mom and dad. – Superstar.
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you.
Gotta clue, what you're doing? – You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here,
but I know what you are, what you are, baby.
breathing in snowflakes– Child of Mommy and Ricky – White lips, pale face. Breathing in snowflakes. Burnt lungs, sour taste. Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent. – It's too cold outside for angels to fly. Angels to fly, to fly, fly. For angels to fly, to fly, to fly or angels die
It's really fun. You get to play a variety of songs on a variety of instruments. You also auditioin for seats in orchestra.
womanizer ✧– Child of my mom and dad. – Superstar.
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you.
Gotta clue, what you're doing? – You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here,
but I know what you are, what you are, baby.
breathing in snowflakes– Child of Mommy and Ricky – White lips, pale face. Breathing in snowflakes. Burnt lungs, sour taste. Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent. – It's too cold outside for angels to fly. Angels to fly, to fly, fly. For angels to fly, to fly, to fly or angels die
womanizer ✧– Child of my mom and dad. – Superstar.
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you.
Gotta clue, what you're doing? – You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here,
but I know what you are, what you are, baby.
breathing in snowflakes– Child of Mommy and Ricky – White lips, pale face. Breathing in snowflakes. Burnt lungs, sour taste. Light's gone, day's end, struggling to pay rent. – It's too cold outside for angels to fly. Angels to fly, to fly, fly. For angels to fly, to fly, to fly or angels die
womanizer ✧– Child of my mom and dad. – Superstar.
Where you from, how's it going?
I know you.
Gotta clue, what you're doing? – You can play brand new to all the other chicks out here,
but I know what you are, what you are, baby.