You're wrong, fake staid It makes me so frustated You tease me like a fucking hurricane
You won't get me now Because i'm so upset You won't teach me how
Hurricane girl with a hurricane love Fits me like a glove, you make me wanna stay Hurricane eyes, with hurricane moves You make me wanna groove, you make me wanna try
My face have no scars, my name have no fame I wanna take you with me into a long way
Try, fight, make my desire Lie, sign, your name on my mind
Hurricane girl with a hurricane love Fits me like a glove, you make me wanna stay Hurricane eyes, with hurricane moves You make me wanna groove, you make me wanna try
So we forsake ya Ready together Now who see my mistake? Dressed in black leather
I know you got something hidden troubles and pleasures forbidden
So we forsake ya Dressed in black leather
Compositores: Braz Torres Neme (Braz Torres) (UBC), Diogo Prado Fleury de Andrade (Diogo Fleury) (UBC), Rodrigo Lopes de Andrade (Rodrigo Andrade) (UBC), Vitor Noah Moraes SandesPublicado em 2013 (03/Abr)ECAD verificado obra #14877342 e fonograma #3468235 em 06/Mai/2024 com dados da UBEM