Disease

Alli Fitz

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    I caught ya lookin'
    Don't get this crooked
    This ain't like old times
    No hook line, don't push it
    You got no stronghold on me, oh
    Look in my eyes
    And watch 'em roll

    Ya got this notion
    That my heart's open
    I would say good try
    But goodbye you jokin'
    You gave me this stitch in my side
    I'm rollin', laughin' till I cry

    Send electric jolts and joules
    Douse with gas the coals that cooled
    Conjure a spell with the power to rule
    There's nothing strong enough to make me your fool

    I'm sick of these
    Stupid memories
    Clouding up my head
    I'm dead
    Would you let me breathe
    Oh-ho
    I came to dance
    Don't mean to wreck your plans
    You were my symptom
    Now I've cured this disease

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    I'm sick of these
    Twisted fantasies
    You think I'll forget I left?
    I wanted to leave
    Oh-ho
    Yeah this club bangs
    Don't make me show my fangs
    You were my symptom
    Now I've cured this disease

    Boy you're lame
    What a shame
    She probably already forgot your name
    Rejected once again
    Now you're running to her friend
    Will it ever end

    From girl to girl up in this place
    Just treating love like it's a race
    He thinks he'll finish first
    But babe expect the worst
    I hope you know that you're the biggest joke
    We knew it before you spoke

    We've arrived, hyperdrive
    Crank the gears and let 'em fly
    Listen, quit wishin'
    You can't get in with admission
    At one till three
    That's the last you'll see of me
    Don't it feel good
    Don't it feel good

    We've arrived, hyperdrive
    Crank the gears and let 'em fly
    Listen, quit wishin'
    You can't get in with admission
    At one till three
    That's the last you'll see of me
    Don't it feel good
    Don't it feel good

    I'm sick of these
    Stupid memories
    Clouding up my head
    I'm dead
    Would you let me breathe
    Oh-ho
    I came to dance
    Don't mean to wreck your plans
    You were my symptom
    Now I've cured this disease

    I'm sick of these
    Twisted fantasies
    You think I'll forget I left?
    I wanted to leave
    Oh-ho
    Yeah this club bangs
    Don't make me show my fangs
    You were my symptom
    Now I've cured this disease

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    Composición: Andrew Wade y Alli Fitz

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