I hate the way they treat me I love myself to be free not to be cut off from the world
somewhere in a dark room you still decorate each inch of my skin and I can't help and moan
He arouses me with his sweet words, and that has been my weakness. He makes me feel like a queen whenever he speaks to me in that sweet and soft voice. What kind of manner of man are you that you have captured the whole of my heart for yourself alone? I realized how much I fall in love with you every single day.
