When the sun goes down

Take me I’m alive
Never was a girl with a wicked mind
But everything looks better
When the sun goes down

Your eyes, i can see it in your eyes
You belong to the night.
Taste me, drink my soul.
Tell me all the things
I shouldn’t know.

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