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• Artiste: Orla Gartland
• Titre: Oh God
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I look at you and I know how I felt All those summers ago, then I swore not to tell Oh, I'm swallowed up whole by this Catholic guilt Oh, God Oh, God If I always do what I'm told I'll be bitter at 50 years old Oh, I wasted my youth Wasted my time I wasted my worry on the little things If you always just laugh it off I won't be opening up We kissed on the bed It messed with my head Does that mean nothing to you? I look at you and I know how I felt All those summers ago, then I swore not to tell I'm swallowed up whole by this Catholic guilt I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it Oh, God I'm trying to shake off the shame When I'm wearing nothing but blame Not easy cause when I close my eyes I just think of touching you This can't be easy on his side Laying there motionless each night A head full of heat, skin, sweat and sin Tangled up feet and I'm clutching at sheets thinking I look at her and I know how I felt All those summers ago then I swore not to tell I'm swallowed up by this Catholic guilt Oh, God I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it I don't want to think about it