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Problem

[v.1]
How could this be so,
So coincidental?

You’re the one that,
I can’t stop thinking of.

[v.2]
Never mind,
Forget I, said much,
Don’t ask why.

O2’s running dry,
Thirsty for some of yours.

[pre-ch.]
Couldn’t I be fake enough?
Oh, but just look at that body,
But I don’t want just nobody,
If you can believe…

[ch.]
You’re my problem.
Countin’ the days I wait,
You’re more tempting each day.

Oh, I should make you mine,
If you don’t arrest me babe...

(No-ohh~)

You’re my,
You’re my problem.

Just a centimetre close,
Problem.
Just an inch too far,
Problem.

Does the heart grow fonder,
When you’re all alone?

You’re my,
You’re my problem.

[rap // pH-1]
Yeah I’m your problem, you gon’ have to solve it.
When you do a double-look you know, I love it.

I love feeling this way,
But I can’t piece together,
If my intentions go beyond the mirror babe.

~You make me nervous, with that lil’ pretty smile.
The beat in all these words, could be all of yours.

Can’t help my wonderin’, do you wonder too?
Instinct of deviance, takin’ me off guard.
(What’s that?)

I never wanna break your heart,
But my feelings might change tomorrow.

God I don’t know,
Should I or should she?
Please read, do you copy?
This could be the start, or end of me.

[ch.]
You’re my problem.
Countin’ the days I wait,
You’re more tempting each day.

Oh, I should make you mine
Just, don’t investigate...

(No-ohh~)

You’re my,
You’re my problem.

Too delicate to touch,
Problem.
Too pretty not to though,
Problem.

Should I open up,
Your yellow tape my love?

You’re my,
You’re my problem.

[bridge]
You flicked on a switch,
Against my superego babe.

You’re makin’ me feel,
Some type of way,
Some type of way~

You walk in like that,
And it’s not even,
3 minutes yet.

Ay,
What if I say the waitin’ is done?

[coda]
You’re my problem.
Why lock me in this cage?
You’re more tempting each day.

Oh, I should make you mine,
But, I don’t want you to break.

(No-ohh~)

You’re my,
You’re my problem.

Too delicate to touch,
Problem.
Too pretty not to though,
Problem.

Should I open up,
Your yellow tape my love?

You’re my,
You’re my problem.

Just a centimetre close,
Problem.
Just an inch too far,
Problem.

Does the heart grow fonder,
When you’re all alone?

You’re my,
You’re my problem.


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This song is sung by the talented RnB artist, Jiselle (featuring rapper pH-1)  
 
These English lyrics were made by yours truly. (Of course~)  
 
Here's the original audio of the song, with the original English translation:  
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7WOGS1xAg5E  
 
(The original lyrics are pretty fly ngl)
Written by ohmy_engrish (^-^)
Published
Author's Note
I feel like each day I could write lyrics on the person I'm thinking about right now lol. I don't think my feelings are unhealthy, because I still value the time I take for myself, and I still like spending time by myself. It's just, instinctually, I kinda feel like something is there between me and this person, even if I actually haven't asked them if there is...... Anyways, it might be that I like how good-looking he is, cause I've even heard his friends confess that he's hot lmao. Tho, I also like his sense of humour, how smart he is, and we converse with each other pretty well, that is, if he ever comes around to talk to me.
Idk, I think I'll just leave it up to time, cause I *barely* even know him. Ultimately I just want him to be happy, and I want to be happy too.
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