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Waylon Wyatt
O.D.
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O.D. fue lanzado el 15 de noviembre de 2024 por Music Soup/Darkroom Records como parte del álbum Til The Sun Goes Down - EP
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Waylon Wyatt
Waylon Wyatt
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COMPOSICIÓN Y LETRA
Waylon Wyatt Potter
Waylon Wyatt Potter
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Producción e ingeniería
Tommy Trautwein
Tommy Trautwein
Ingeniería de mezcla
Waylon Wyatt
Waylon Wyatt
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[Verse 1]
I don't drink
Never been drunk at all
But your love runs through me like alcohol
Don't smoke
Ain't never been stoned neither
But you get me higher than a daggum fever
Soothe my soul in all the wrong ways you can
Falling out since you called me your man
I'm hooked on you, and I don't know how
Don't sit there and act so innocent now
[Chorus]
If your love was a drug, I wouldn't get enough
I'd be cracked-out, bad-mouthed, lacking teeth
Crashed out, blacked out, lacking sleep
Hard sight to see, living out on the streets
Being a wreck, a wretch, begging for cash
Just so I can buy some more of that
Good stuff, your love gets me weak
With just your touch, wouldn't get clean
Better yet, I don't think I'd even try
One more taste of those lips, and I'm done for life
If your love was a drug
I'd be guaranteed to O.D.
[Verse 2]
See my eyes
Made 'em bloodshot red
'Cause I ain't gotten no sleep lying in my bed
And I might, might just be a fiend
All these feelings you're giving to me
I'm the maddest addict ever known
You can never trust to leave me alone
Without a smoke or swig of you to make it through
Lord only knows what I would do
[Chorus]
If your love was a drug, I wouldn't get enough
I'd be cracked-out, bad-mouthed, lacking teeth
Crashed out, blacked out, lacking sleep
Hard sight to see, living out on the streets
Being a wreck, a wretch, begging for cash
So I can buy some more of that
Good stuff, your love gets me weak
With just your touch, wouldn't get clean
Better yet, I don't think I'd even try
One more taste of those lips and I'm done for life
If your love was a drug
I'd be guaranteed to O.D.
Written by: Waylon Wyatt Potter

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