Винтаж, Onative - Bad girl

I’m addicted to you even when it’s deceiving
An adrenaline rush gives me life ’cause I feel it
That’s what happens when she turns cold and has no regrets
(No glory)
I’m wasted again
Abusing my limit
The highway is dead
My wheels kinda ripped it
I might pick up the phone in 20 minutes ’cause I’m out of my mind