Lyrics

I'm sick and stuck here I woke up in the middle of the night And got up in a rush of blood Splattering myself in the fight And I crawl to the ground And I crawl for fear of the drown It's my own little war The one I'm ready to wage So don't stand in the way If you don't want to get hurt My baby and me We're having more than just a flirt My baby's back in town I can feel his roaming around Well my baby's back in town I'm moving out on the outskirts of town I think I'm kissing the sink And the sickness is a sticking my insides I'm seeking a kick from the thickness of the quicksands In which I dive I'm sick I'm sucking on a pill A sweet and sour lick of salt I know I'm hooked but I'd kill Anyone who says it's just my fault I see his skinny silhouette In the distance I can hear his call My soul is no longer at home Since my baby came and took it all So don't stand in the way If you don't want to get hurt My baby and me We're having more than just a flirt My baby's back in town I can feel his roaming around My baby's back in town There's no more fooling around Mess around, mess around Mess around, mess around
Writer(s): Rosemary Standley, Arthur Gillette, Stephan Zimmerli, Thomas Puechavy, Charles Carmignac, Vincent Talpaert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out