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obsessed
Obsessed:
It’s an obsession
I cannot sleep
It’s like possession
There is only one way to distract me
Or calm me
I hate
How you’re so damn patient
With me
You’re making me crazy
I am doing this and
Your there supporting me
Am I just stressed?
Because this is so damn big
Its and international project
Is that what’s happening
I push you and you’re ignoring me
Does this happen to you
Is that why you shut me out
Sometimes to
Is it stressing to you
Do you deal with it the same way I do
I got all the sponsors
All the support
All the money
All the fun and all the party
But I am so wrecked
Is it, is it, and is this what
They call stressed
Why do I need you?
Why is it only you that gets it?
Why is it you who gets it
I can’t understand this
Is it that you done it before?
You been on this level before
It’s an obsession
I cannot sleep
It’s like possession
There is only one way to distract me
Or calm me
Everyone is the same yet I
I can’t seem to scare you away
You’re the perfect damn match for me
I wanted to do this thing I had an idea
It just It is so big, the projects so big
And you’re not leaving me
I just need to be your baby tonight
I just want to break down, I need to
I just want you to hold me, I want to cry
I am week tonight, I hate the way I feel
I just need your lap; I need my place in your lap
Your arms I need to be wrapped up in you
I want to pretend nothing else is real
Lori aka seascape
It’s an obsession
I cannot sleep
It’s like possession
There is only one way to distract me
Or calm me
I hate
How you’re so damn patient
With me
You’re making me crazy
I am doing this and
Your there supporting me
Am I just stressed?
Because this is so damn big
Its and international project
Is that what’s happening
I push you and you’re ignoring me
Does this happen to you
Is that why you shut me out
Sometimes to
Is it stressing to you
Do you deal with it the same way I do
I got all the sponsors
All the support
All the money
All the fun and all the party
But I am so wrecked
Is it, is it, and is this what
They call stressed
Why do I need you?
Why is it only you that gets it?
Why is it you who gets it
I can’t understand this
Is it that you done it before?
You been on this level before
It’s an obsession
I cannot sleep
It’s like possession
There is only one way to distract me
Or calm me
Everyone is the same yet I
I can’t seem to scare you away
You’re the perfect damn match for me
I wanted to do this thing I had an idea
It just It is so big, the projects so big
And you’re not leaving me
I just need to be your baby tonight
I just want to break down, I need to
I just want you to hold me, I want to cry
I am week tonight, I hate the way I feel
I just need your lap; I need my place in your lap
Your arms I need to be wrapped up in you
I want to pretend nothing else is real
Lori aka seascape
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