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Lovedrug Lyrics & Chords By Mobile

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I gotta feel so tired
I got my head so tight
I gotta know what's right
I got my hands untied
I got a fever so high
I got a real sore side
The heaven's dusty white
I gotta feel so high
Turn away while I celebrate
Will you tolerate while I waste the day away?
Suffocate when you keep me straight
Torture everyone and I don't feel guilty comin' down
I kinda feel so light
I kinda feel so right
I gotta know how high
The day becomes the night
I got a fever so high
I got a real sore side
The heaven's dusty white
I gotta feel so high
Celebrate like a holiday
As I violate all the rules I thought I made
Suffocate while you keep me straight
Will you keep me safe?
I thought I lose myself under your control
Aldous, just you turn the lights out
Everyone's around
Beautiful lies just walked into my life
Honestly, I'll let it go
Celebrate like a holiday
As I violate all the rules I thought I made
Heaven's gate drownin' in the wave, lying in the wake
I thought I'd lose myself in you, in you
I thought I'd lose myself under your control

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