Sick Crowd

Teddy Hyde

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    I'm unstable, I'm a mess
    Are words that came to mind
    I'm unable to regret
    The words that came to life

    It's a game where we pretend
    I never crossed the line
    He's a neighbor, she's a friend
    A perfect compromise

    This town is running with a
    Sick crowd, running with a
    Sick crowd, running with a
    Sick crowd

    This town is running with a
    Sick crowd, running from a
    Thick cloud, running with a
    Sick crowd
    This town is begging for a
    Dismount, from another
    Big mouth
    Sick crowd

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    She's a victim, she's a threat
    A tightrope conga line
    When you know that there's a net
    You might just fall to fly

    I'm addicted, I'm obsessed
    With making you complete
    Nothing can hold me back
    Except a lack of sleep

    This town is running with a
    Sick crowd, running with a
    Sick crowd, running with a
    Sick crowd

    This town is running with a
    Sick crowd, running from a
    Thick cloud, running with a
    Sick crowd
    This town is begging for a
    Dismount, from another
    Big mouth

    I've been
    Stuck in my ways
    Stuck in my ways
    Stuck in my ways
    Stuck in my ways
    Stuck in my ways
    Stuck in my ways
    Stuck in my ways
    (This town is running weather)
    Stuck in my ways
    (Sick crowd running from a)
    Stuck in my ways
    (Sick crowd running with a)
    Stuck in my ways
    (Sick crowd)
    Stuck in my ways
    (This town is running weather)
    Stuck in my ways
    (Sick crowd running with a)
    Sick crowd

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    Composition: Teddy Hyde

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