Ballerina trapped between the walls of home, of home.
Oh, God, Cristina, don't once think that this madness is my fault alone.
Now a nightmare's in the house, still everyday's another chance.
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
Let's be married, I'll buy the thing you're needing
Concentrate this mess in love.
Spending one beat ‘till I finally realize how busy I am
We're both so broken, don't long hoping
Is I will stumble upon the love again.
Just believe in me, Cristina.
All these demons, I can beat them.
I'm on my way, I'm on my way
Let's be married, I'll buy the thing you're needing
Concentrate this mess in love.
I caught you dancing by me, it felt like being somebody else
All I felt, it seems like our love is too big, if you ever commence.
Let's be married, I'll buy the thing you're needing
Concentrate this mess in love.
I'm on my way, I'm on my way.
Let's be married, I'll buy the thing you're needing
Concentrate this mess in love.
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