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• Artiste: Fickle Friends
• Titre: Lovesick
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Am I obsessing over thinking too much? 'Cause I'm finding it hard to breathe You think I'm a feral, I'm a wild thing And it could be the end of me So overpressure, I'm applying too much 'Cause I'm sweeping you off your feet You give me the thing I like, a foul thing [?] Of these matters, I'm allowed to be Did you think this was ever the deal? No, I can't tell if you're being real I am sick, so fed up, I am done Yeah, I suffered enough I'm nothing but lovesick 'Cause nothing makes sense when I'm not with you I'm nothing but honest I wanna give up, giving up on you I'm nothing but lovesick You're a confession, you're a lot like a crush But the problem is not discreet Say you got a medical condition Either that, or you can't take the heat So what's the question, am I not a lost cause? 'Cause I'm walking a one way street I can touch the ceiling with my fingers But I am stuck under your feet Did you think this was ever the deal? No, I can't tell if you're being real I am sick, so fed up, I am done Yeah, I suffered enough I'm nothing but lovesick 'Cause nothing makes sense when I'm not with you I'm nothing but honest I wanna give up, giving up on you I'm nothing but lovesick I'm nothing but love-lovesick I'm opening your eyes So go with it, go with it, go with it now Like you have open mine So go with it, go with it, go with it now I'm nothing but love-lovesick 'Cause nothing makes sense when I'm not with you I'm nothing but honest I wanna give up, giving up on you I'm nothing but love-lovesick I'm nothing but love-lovesick