Lyrics

No Camilia... Your no fool you need me. Poison is the wind swell Maybe I could love the three of you Last thing I need from you is another heartless lay, but who am I, who am I to notice Twenty-two is outside, inside your all pink. Hallways filled with windows Maybe I could love the three of you No Camilia, your no fool you need me. Poison is the wind swell Maybe I could love the three of you