Loaded words, complete satire, lips wet with temptation, minds full of desire. When you give that one kiss you kill yourself with bloody fists. In the heat of the moment on the brink of something new serenity slaps you in the face and you dont know what to do its all up to you. You lost it all, its gone forever, but you got what you want you thought you were clever.
Teenage fun comes at a cost, but you paid for it with what you lost.
Writer(s): Frank Bornemann, Michael Gerlach, Klaus Peter Matziol
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