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When I hard this song, I imagined that It is sung from an artist.
Things you'd expect to be Having effect on me Pass undetectedly But everyone knows what has got me
They are saying that their obsession with their project is effecting everything else
When I need a drug in me And it brings out the thug in me Feel something tugging me Then I want the real thing not tokens
Here they might be comparing their obsession to the feeling you get from drugs.
I stop and I stare too much Afraid that I care too much And I hardly dare to touch For fear that the spell may be broken
Here they might be obsessively admiring their work
Sweetest perfection An offer was made An assorted collection But I wouldn't trade
Here someone might be offering to buy their work but they wouldn't trade their sweetset perfection
When I hard this song, I imagined that It is sung from an artist.
Things you'd expect to be Having effect on me Pass undetectedly But everyone knows what has got me
They are saying that their obsession with their project is effecting everything else
When I need a drug in me And it brings out the thug in me Feel something tugging me Then I want the real thing not tokens
Here they might be comparing their obsession to the feeling you get from drugs.
I stop and I stare too much Afraid that I care too much And I hardly dare to touch For fear that the spell may be broken
Here they might be obsessively admiring their work
Sweetest perfection An offer was made An assorted collection But I wouldn't trade
Here someone might be offering to buy their work but they wouldn't trade their sweetset perfection