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letra de addict - nick weaver

hook (anthony briscoe):
i hear it callin
oh it’s got me weak
i sacrifice my sanity
for a taste of your ecstasy
cause i love, i love, i love
this feeling yeah
i get the meanest shakes
and my body vibrates
every time i hear ya callin’ me
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
i get the meanest shakes, and my body vibrates
every time i hear ’em callin’ me

verse 1 (tommy c-ssidy):
cuz i’m addicted to it, i bought a honda accord/well 2 days later, i traded off to record/i made it off to those courts/i paid ’em off by four/they tried to even those scores/i said i wait no more/so what you offerin’/sunday morning sitting at the pew tell me why i gotta steal the offerin’/i’ts a not funny, i’m a crummy dude/and that rent is due/i need money, too/i told my girl what you waiting for/she said you’ll make a career, outta singin’ more/i said i’ll make a career outta cl-ssics/some j dillas, and thrillas/so tell me what’s real, bruh/but on the real, my gas tank is still on e/and my income is low man that’s still on me….

(hook)
i hear it callin
oh it’s got me weak
i sacrifice my sanity
for a taste of your ecstasy
cause i love, i love, i love
this feeling yeah
i get the meanest shakes
and my body vibrates
every time i hear ya callin’ me
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
cause i’m addicted, i can’t get enough of your love
i get the meanest shakes, and my body vibrates
every time i hear ’em callin’ me

i don’t know what it is/i don’t what it was/i don’t if it’s below, i can’t tell if it’s above/i can’t tell if it’s a push or, maybe just a shove/but someone that understands me can see what i’ve become/it’s a buzz maintained when i’m chasin the high/the daily grind now confined to the pace of this life/i open my d-mn mouth the world gazes inside/but these vibes don’t die so let me say it polite/i’m an addict/crammin grammatical hammered habits/enamored in patterns/i rattle emphatically intangible/expanded, enhanced/and i’m standing in a flannel/panel hat/brandishing seattle caps the plan of attack/loud ones in the front, or the fans in the back/i lambaste bland acts when i’m jammin’ these tracks/so stand back, with your hands up/meet me in the sky/sorry mama i’m headed out to chase this high, goodbye…

- nick weaver

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