(Verse 1)
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting anda to get out of my life
How long does it take for anda to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for anda to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for anda to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
anda didn't know what love
was till anda met me
I bet anda haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
tunjuk up in a merah jambu dress
waitin' for my Cinta to address
I'm like come on
atau I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for anda to leave me
for anda to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
Waitin'
it's loadin'
just wanna get out of here
Waitin'
I'm fine
just wanting anda to get out of my life
How long does it take for anda to leave?
just wonderin'
How long does it take for anda to leave?
Just Wonderin in in in
(Chorus)
I've been waitin'
my entire life
for anda to leave
Petals and Sticks
all fake and broken
anda didn't know what love
was till anda met me
I bet anda haven't changed
since
I Waitin' Waitin'
(Verse 2)
tunjuk up in a merah jambu dress
waitin' for my Cinta to address
I'm like come on
atau I'm gettin' out of here
(Chorus)
(Bridge)
I want the life to leave
through thin air
7 miles away
I'm Waitin'
(Pre-Chorus)
for anda to leave me
for anda to go outerspace
and that's what I'm waitin' for
(Chorus)
(Verse 1)
(Chorus)
I' Waitin'
He woke up all alone in the darkness. He felt something
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his hati, tengah-tengah started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"
cold and metallic around his wrist. What the hell? What's going on? He had been handcuffed before, but not like this. He's an escape artist, illusionist even. He's a very famous man, living in the sinful and colorful city of Las Vegas, Nevada. Yet, why is he locked in this room all alone? He looked down and noticed he was shirtless. Where's my shirt? His muscular tanned abs were exposed in the dark room, as he felt his long dark hair touching his shoulders and below his neck. He pulled on the handcuff. Damn it! I've escaped out of these before! Why isn't it working now?
He heard footsteps coming, as his hati, tengah-tengah started to race. He heard a giggle, as a blonde girl wearing his symbols and clothing line stood before him. She smiled in a sinister way, "Hello, Mr. Angel! We've been expecting you!"