Gasoline Dream - Elin Bergman

Cold game of a wicked, wicked mind

I become so addicted to your kind

Gasoline dream

Burn my heart to the ground

Heart to the ground oh

All that I see

Fucked up love suicide

Always on my mind all the time

And it feels like

(Yeah)

Oh it feels like

(Yeah)

Oh it feels like

Closed eyes as we're slowly going down

Like winter leaves on evergreens

This game will never change

Gasoline dream

Burn my heart to the ground

Heart to the ground oh

All that I see

Fucked up love suicide

Always on my mind all the time

And it feels like

(Yeah)

Oh it feels like

(Yeah)

Oh it feels like

Love me do it right now like that

Best damn thing you ever had

We just keep on going like that

Then we start it over again

Gasoline dream

Burn my heart to the ground

Heart to the ground oh

All that I see

Fucked up love suicide

Always on my mind all the time

And it feels like

(Yeah)

Oh it feels like

(Yeah)

Oh it feels like