Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Sonido


Interfaz


Nivel de dificultad


Acento



lenguaje de interfaz

es

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Apoyo   |   FAQ
1
registro de inicio de sesión
Lyrkit

donar

5$

Lyrkit

donar

10$

Lyrkit

donar

20$

Lyrkit

Y/o apoyarme en las redes sociales. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Steven Moses

Sick One

 

Sick One

(álbum: 99 - 2020)


And I don't know, if I'll ever make it out of this one
But I'm so glad, oh I'm so glad that I'm stuck, I'm a sick one
And I don't know, if we'll ever make it out of this one
But I'm so glad, oh I'm so glad that we're stuck, I'm a sick one

I'm a sick one (I'm a sick one), I'm a sick one (I'm a sick one)
I like it slow, I like the quick ones
Give me more, I'ma fiend for you, I'm addicted
Nah, nah, nah, nah, I don't wanna listen
I don't really give a fuck if you like me (You like me)
Just remember there ain't nobody like me (Nobody like me)
She think I'm a sick one (I'm a sick one), Well I might be (Well I might be)
Well I might be, well I might be

And I don't know, if I'll ever make it out of this one
But I'm so glad, oh I'm so glad that I'm stuck, I'm a sick one
And I don't know, if we'll ever make it out of this one
But I'm so glad, oh I'm so glad that we're stuck, I'm a sick one

Get me high if it's just for the day, that's okay
I don't know when it got this way, okay
I promise you I'm fine but I'm not okay
I'm not okay, I'm not okay
I gotta clear my brain, but I can't stop thinking about how this shit used to be
I'm tryna forgive and forget but I can't help but think that you thought you was fooling me
Run away from me, run away from me
But first cut me open and make me bleed
You've got cold feet, I'm hot as hell
And modest too if you couldn't tell
Don't take my gun, just take my pain
Just take me anywhere, I think about you everyday

And I don't know, if I'll ever make it out of this one
But I'm so glad, oh I'm so glad that I'm stuck, I'm a sick one
And I don't know, if we'll ever make it out of this one
But I'm so glad, oh I'm so glad that we're stuck, I'm a sick one

hecho

¿Agregaste todas las palabras desconocidas de esta canción?