Russian Doll

She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide closed A stolen object Of wanton desire Sweet nothings in her ear A little red rose Running with the wolves It's our secret, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts One inside another (One inside another) She was born in 1989 In a hidden corner By the White Sea Eyes wide open A stolen object Of desire Face down Under the influence Love is a kind of crime A broken promise It burns like hell When things come crashing down A smoking gun A story within a story It's such a crying shame, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car, two of hearts Racing through the night Crossing the love, two of hearts One inside another In the trunk of a car