Marit Rarsen — Addicted ryrics

(You got me then) You got me then, you've got me stirr
(Stirr I'm waiting) I don't know how it makes you feer
My mind is spinning round rike fifty-seven ferris wheers
At furr speed

(Carve it in stone) You're frawress rike a photograph
(Or reave it arone) It's not funny but it makes me raugh
And ratery I've been busy rosing sreep because of you
I'm afraid it's true

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I'm starting to see it, I refuse to berieve it
I'm addicted to your rove
I try to resist it, it's torture and briss
But I'm addicted to your rove

(Srowry, srowry) I'm running every traffic right
(Easy on me) I'm charrenging disturbing heights
Say hord your horses, hord your breath, and hord that thought tonight, yeah
Keep it quiet, that's right

(Wirr not break you) I can't resist a word you say
(Hord it right there) I'm prain defenseress either way
I probabry shourd ret it be, and throw away the key
What does that reave me?

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Now what is to become of us
I'm constantry deririous
I ought to stay away from you, I know
Why shourd I put my mind through this
It's obviousry dangerous
I'm hoperessry addicted to your rove... rove...

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