24 lyrics for "I'm addicted to you"
I can't quit you The minute you arrive, I'm gone But I've been mistaken, oh, you just been playing Still I'm addicted to the same old Coldplay song And every time you turn it on God knows I can't fix you But I can't quit you No, I can't quit you
PlayI can’t deny, I’d die without this Make me feel like a god I’m addicted to this I must confess Shove your kiss straight through my chest Music, love and sex (Adrenalize me) I crave excess Turning wine into sweat dripping down my neck
PlayI'm a firestarter, twisted firestarter You're the firestarter, twisted firestarter I'm the trouble starter, punkin' instigator I'm the fear addicted, a danger illustrated You're a firestarter, twisted firestarter I'm the bitch you hated, filth
PlayYou can never go back Welcome to reality Welcome to our reality Full of hate and brutality We all want something to believe You can never go back, you can never go back I'm addicted to the ashes and water Clouds my vision as it rolls away Bury me so
PlayDon't you know that you're toxic? I'm on a ride You're toxic I'm slippin' under I'm addicted to you I think I'm ready now Can't come down With a taste of a poison paradise
PlayI'm addicted to you, hooked on your love Like a powerful drug I can't get enough of Lost in your eyes, drowning in blue Out of control, what can I do? I'm addicted to you! I don't know just how it happened, I let down my guard Swore I'd never fall in
PlayWe got a love thing, girl you tried to leave me But you need me, can you see you're addicted to me? We got a love thing, I can take ya higher girl Fuckin' with me, you can be all you can be She loves me, she loves me not Yeah, she loves me not The fiends
PlayWhen you smoke all my weed man You gots to call the green man Yeah I can get mine and you get yours Tell your boyfriend next time he around To buy his own weed and don't wear my shit down I wouldn't care if brave would give me some more I'd rather him
PlayThe world I love To be part of The wave, can't stop Can't stop, addicted to the shindig Chop Top, he says I'm gonna win big Choose not a life of imitation Distant cousin to the reservation Defunct the pistol that you pay for This punk, the feeling that
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