She's a caged animal
Londra da night
Crashing lights and cymbals
Queens of twilight
And if I was you
I'd use the lue before the long drive
And we’ll compliment each other
Just like Satan and Christ
Baby, when I am laid to rest
May my laughter remain
Like your baciare blew me away
Capture the spirit
I gotta know right now
I see te before me
Won't te mostra me how
I wear my hair fizzy
And I don't copy no style
‘Cause kissin' and a scrubbin'
It has consequences
You're on the bus again past Big Ben
And you’re playing the Wild Card
Tell your A.S.B.O. friend
fionda his hook and go make your girl smile
Cause baby, when I am laid in earth
May my laughter remain
Like your baciare blew me away
te left your scent on my pillow
Sister Rosetta was playing
The congregation insane
Drinkin' in the house with no name
Capture the spirit
I gotta know right now
I see te before me
And won't te mostra me now
‘Cause I am the landlord
And you'll be my troubadour
So better before me
Won't te mostra me how, how
te gotta capture the spirit
Oh I gotta know right now
I see te before me
Won't te mostra me now
I am the landlord
And you'll be my troubadour
Was she better before me
te just don't know how
Capture your spirit
And I’m letting it all hang out
I see te before me
Won’t te mostra me now
I am the landlord
You'll be my troubadour
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Won't te mostra me how, how, how
Londra da night
Crashing lights and cymbals
Queens of twilight
And if I was you
I'd use the lue before the long drive
And we’ll compliment each other
Just like Satan and Christ
Baby, when I am laid to rest
May my laughter remain
Like your baciare blew me away
Capture the spirit
I gotta know right now
I see te before me
Won't te mostra me how
I wear my hair fizzy
And I don't copy no style
‘Cause kissin' and a scrubbin'
It has consequences
You're on the bus again past Big Ben
And you’re playing the Wild Card
Tell your A.S.B.O. friend
fionda his hook and go make your girl smile
Cause baby, when I am laid in earth
May my laughter remain
Like your baciare blew me away
te left your scent on my pillow
Sister Rosetta was playing
The congregation insane
Drinkin' in the house with no name
Capture the spirit
I gotta know right now
I see te before me
And won't te mostra me now
‘Cause I am the landlord
And you'll be my troubadour
So better before me
Won't te mostra me how, how
te gotta capture the spirit
Oh I gotta know right now
I see te before me
Won't te mostra me now
I am the landlord
And you'll be my troubadour
Was she better before me
te just don't know how
Capture your spirit
And I’m letting it all hang out
I see te before me
Won’t te mostra me now
I am the landlord
You'll be my troubadour
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Won't te mostra me how, how, how
Summary: Edward was investigating the perfect murder. Part of his job was to protect the only witness's identity from the murderer. But can he control his feelings for her, and can he handle the secrets she hides? AH/AU;E/B
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