Baskadia

It beats me why and how I feel your touch years after you planted it Something about you simply makes a girl girlier, but makes me slippery Makes Bella wanna make lethal moves because none of them can take care of you my way Feel free to make me yours because either way you're mine because I already made you mine You just don't know it yet I can bet you feel for me what I feel for you and so much more Let's both not play games we're bound to lose Instead, let's give in, Mi Amor