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Obsessed

В рубрике: Тексты песен — 04.10.2012

Why do I just lie awake and think of you
I need some sleep.
Tomorrow I have things to do.
Every time I close my eyes I see your face,
So I try to read, but all I do is lose my place.

Am I obsessed with you
I do my best not to want you.
But I do all the time.
I do all the time.

I just had to call you up and say hello.
I know its 3 AM.
And I saw you awhile ago.
But I still had this aching need to hear your voice
To know your there
I don't seem to have any choice.

Am I obsessed with you
I do my best not to want you.
But I do all the time.
I do all the time.

Oh, yeah.
I'm so sorry I just had to wake you up.
I feel so lonely by myself.
Is this the way it feels when you're in love
Or is this something else
Yeah
Yeah

Am I obsessed with you
I do my best not to want you.
But I do all the time.
Want you all the time.

Oh, yeah
But I do all the time,
I want you all the time.
Am I obsessed with you
With you
Obsessed
Mmm
Obsessed


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