In tailspin, senses flare Rum and sweet nothings Concoction for disaster You smile under star and heaven I falter, I flounder The sparkle in your eye I fall, I fall Consumed, invaded, defeated Until morning comes.
In tailspin, senses flare
Rum and sweet nothings
Concoction for disaster
You smile under star and heaven
I falter, I flounder
The sparkle in your eye
I fall, I fall
Consumed, invaded, defeated
Until morning comes.