Lyrics

I could've told ya That nothing's gonna get too deep Yeah, yeah, yeah Could've warned ya Now that it's over These promises I couldn't keep Yeah, yeah, yeah 'Cause I know ya Now I gotta stack you into my life Living cover of a magazine, yeah You're creeping down my neck I'm giving me the creeps Sounds of the ocean Did never really get to me Yeah, yeah, yeah Could've owned ya Hard to ignore ya A diamond on a silver screen Yeah, yeah, yeah Now the persona Now I gotta stack you into my life Living cover of a magazine, yeah You're creeping down my neck I'm giving me the creeps I'm giving me the- Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ooh Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah I'm giving me the creeps, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ooh Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah I'm giving me the creeps, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Ooh Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah I'm giving me the- Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah I'm giving me the- Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah I'm giving me the- Ah-ha-ah-ha-ah
Writer(s): Zachary Dawes, Michael Shuman, Tyler Parkford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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