| Dark sensation, a straight fixation
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| Some might call it love
|
| It’s so persistent, and so insistent
|
| That I just can’t switch off
|
| I didn’t want it this way
|
| But all results just slipped away
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| I’m cracking, breaking down
|
| Tortured, tied and bound
|
| Got my finger right here on the trigger
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| Of a jealous gun
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| I can’t stand to see you with another
|
| You’re an obsession
|
| Na na na na na na
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| Na na na
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| Na na na na na
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| So compelling and it’s overwhelming
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| That it’s so hard to believe
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| It crept up slowly, your choke-hold on me
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| Now I feel like I can’t breathe
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| I’m burning, I’m on fire
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| I’m a prisoner of desire
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| You’re freezing, so removed
|
| I’m battered and bruised
|
| Got my finger right here on the trigger
|
| Of a jealous gun
|
| I can’t stand to see you with another
|
| You’re an obsession
|
| Na na na na na na
|
| Na na na
|
| Na na na na na
|
| You’re my obsession
|
| Dark sensation, a straight fixation
|
| Some might call it love
|
| It’s so persistent, and so insistent
|
| That I just can’t switch off
|
| I didn’t want it this way
|
| But all results just slipped away
|
| I’m cracking, breaking down
|
| Tortured, tied and bound
|
| Got my finger right here on the trigger
|
| Of a jealous gun
|
| I can’t stand to see you with another
|
| You’re an obsession
|
| Na na na na na na
|
| Na na na
|
| Na na na na na
|
| You’re my obsession |