In the world we are
No love
To make us criminal
Lets fall in love
Little crime is good for living
Let me make you mine
In my arms you live for life
Come take my shoulder to rest on
Allow me to see your smile
Which comes on your face
Because of me
Disaster he called me Rebel I was His actions were smooth But harsh on me The reaction I gave Is what he fell for Disaster created the story On which he smiled I tried not to harm him, But disastrous i was.
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