paroles de chanson 50 Shades of Black (Illa Remix) - Kovacs

(50, 50, 50 shades of black, black, black)
(Black, black, black)

50 shades of black and red wine
Now it's bottoms up, good times
Roaming the streets
You're all mine

50 ways to wreck, get in line
Sneak up and attack, it's all fine
Here we go, time to show
My dark side

Oh my darling, hear me howling
I'll slice you to the moon

I can be a witch, a bitch, a murderer
Show you the tricks, the kicks I prefer
So I leave my note and hit the road
And roam

50 shades of black and red wine
Now it's bottoms up, good times
Roaming the streets
You're all mine

50 ways to get you to whine
Then push comes to shove, a bad sign
Rolling the dice
The moon shines

49, who's next, honey, need to confess?
I'll make you cry like a baby, cry like a baby in dress
50, well, its you, are you ready to die?
Cry like a baby - die

Oh my darling, hear me howling
You'll never leave the room

Oh I can be a, I can be a witch, a bitch, a murderer
Show you the tricks, the kicks I prefer
So I leave my note and hit the road
And roam

I can be a witch, a bitch, a murderer
Show you the tricks, the kicks I prefer
So I leave my note and hit the road
And roam

(50 shades of black)