Like a Sin - Crashdïet

Sweet talkin' jive

Still lookin' fine

She’s got the reputation catcher of your eye

Secrets align

Behind her smile

Evening arives

Reveals her crimes

Watch yer tounge

Makes you wanna cry

Alone she is not that shy

Like a sin she comes alive

She begins to draw the line

From within the takes you down

Like a storm wind sweeping by

She is one of few

A bit too rude

The fatal tragedy calling out on you

Sense of my voice

Her toxic toyz

That’s all she wears

Her lust for nightmares

Watch yer tounge

Makes you wanna cry

Alone she is not that shy

Like a sin she comes alive

She begins to draw the line

From within the takes you down

Like a storm wind sweeping by

Sinner she’s gone wild

Sinner she makes you smile

Like a sin she comes alive

She begins to draw the line

From within the takes you down

Like a storm wind sweeping by