paroles de chanson Special Kind - Nick Schilder , Thomas Acda

I just can't pin it down. What's on your mind?
My love is of the most special kind.
Guess I just wasn't expecting it from you.
You wear the innocence so well, it's hard to separate the truth.
Your frame was fuzzy warm with alcohol.
Suspect to deviation after all.
Guess I just wasn't enough for you to feed.
Your infinite appetite. There must be something wrong with me.
As I see fit, I will let you roll along my track.
If you should slip, you can bet your ass I'm never ever coming back.
I guarantee you won't find another love of this kind.
My demons lead me to a darker place,
Where blues are colder than the deepest space.
Guess I can finally call myself a man.
You do whatever that you please —I do the best that I can.
As I see fit, I will let you roll along my track.
If you should slip, you can bet your ass I'm never ever coming back.
I guarantee you won't find another love of this.
As I see fit, I will let you roll along my track.
If you should slip, you can bet your ass I'm never ever coming back.
I guarantee you won't find another love of this kind.