☆𝗜𝗡𝗧𝗢 𝗜𝗧☆{ᴄʜᴀsᴇ ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛɪᴄ} 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖉 𝖚𝖕

MAKE THE ANGELS CRY

Chris Grey ~ WRONG (slowed)

Chris Grey -  WRONG (Slowed)

Baby tell me lies
Whisper them on to my body
Make me feel alive
Intertwining 'till I forget
What is yours or mine
I can't see straight
I know we make
One hell of a ride
Of a ride

Your love is something spiritual
So unfaithful to the life I thought I wanted
I don't want it
And I can't see at all
There's no miracle to save me once I've fallen
And now I'm falling

Baby tell me why
Doesn't loving you feel wrong
Oh it hurts until it don't
I can't stay away for long
I don't know
How to get you off my mind
You make hell our paradise
Loving you is suicide
And I do it every night
Every night, every night, oh

Baby I won't break
Give me your worst
But you're still the only one I crave
You don't love me right
But I still want it anyways
I'm addicted, need a fix and
You're the drug I take
The drug I take

To find something spiritual
So unfaithful to the life I thought I wanted
I don't want it
And I can't see at all
There's no miracle to save me once I've fallen
And I'm falling

Baby tell me why
Doesn't loving you feel wrong
Oh it hurts until it don't
I can't stay away for long
I don't know
How to get you off my mind
You make hell our paradise
Loving you is suicide
And I do it every night

Every night my baby
Every night my baby
Oh it's wrong but I keep running back to you, yeah
Every night my darling
Every night my baby, oh

I love the way you touch my body
Love the way you pull me in
I could stay right here forever
Until my last dying breath
I can taste the lies you tell me
Always falling from your lips
Why doesn't loving you feel wrong?
Even if it's wrong

Chris Grey - WRONG

Running out of air to breathe
Sweat all over the mahogany
I feel you closing in on me
Under red lights
Sneak in to the gallery
Oh I can be your odyssey
Come take what you want from me
'Till the sunrise

So baby if you wanna leave I'll show you the door
Mirrors from the ceiling all the way to the floor
On your knees to pray but you won't pray to the lord
This house, it comes alive, it's made for you and I
Oh if these walls could talk I promise they'd know my name
Got the type of love that's wrapped in diamonds and chains
Dancing with the devil, would you die for a taste?
This house, it comes alive, it's made for you and I

Walking through these clouds of smoke
It hides the secrets that nobody knows
In this house we'll never be alone
Can you feel all their eyes
Got you swinging from the chandelier
Facing all of your worst fears
There's no place just quite like here

So baby if you wanna leave I'll show you the door
Mirrors from the ceiling all the way to the floor
On your knees to pray but you won't pray to the lord
This house, it comes alive, it's made for you and I
Oh if these walls could talk I promise they'd know my name
Got the type of love that's wrapped in diamonds and chains
Dancing with the devil, would you die for a taste?
This house, it comes alive, it's made for you and I, I

You and I, I
You and I, I
Yeah
Yeah
This house, it comes alive
(Alive)
(Oh alive)
(Alive)

Chris Grey - FUNHOUSE

𝐖𝐑𝐎𝐍𝐆 - 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲 (𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐮𝐩 & 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛)

Chris Grey - WRONG (Sped Up)

Tuned to the Key of C, Lies On Your Lips 💋, all that pain, cuz they chose lies. 

Chris Grey - WRONG

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