Sick

I must be sick Paranoid I must be sick Paranoid I must be a love sick Paranoid Betcha you the fresh I used the rythim The night you the flesh I enjoyed my little jumping to fantasy While i was waiting on you Expectation vs reality Give me the sweeter of the two Life lazy song Through these moments of pleasure I try to set them up and keep them together And i do (i do) When i set my mind to you I must be sick Paranoid I must be a love sick Paranoid Betcha the fresh I used the rythim The night you the flesh Cant use the rythim I lost control as i changing the weather Right and wrong take a trip then whenever They do I set my mind to you (i must be sick) When we started the chase was so criminal Now you riding on my way feeling physical You can try me for the case of the criminal I must be sick Paranoid I must be a love sick Paranoid Betcha the flesh I used the rythim The night you the flesh Cant use the rythim