Every Saturday night I seem to come alive for you, baby
Santa Monica, I'm racing in the lights for you, baby
I drive fast, radio blares, have to touch myself to pretend you're there
Your hands were on my hips, your name is on my lips
Over over again, like my only prayer
(Come on tell me boy)
Santa Monica, I'm racing in the lights for you, baby
I drive fast, radio blares, have to touch myself to pretend you're there
Your hands were on my hips, your name is on my lips
Over over again, like my only prayer
(Come on tell me boy)
The Darkness Monthly Event
:PACAGAIA: Valkyrie Ropes @TDME
-Endless Pain Tattoos- Scarlett @ Applique
Magika - Plenty - Hair - GIFT
.::Nanika::. Desire ~ bento Pose GIFT
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