Dropped in with the top down
Oh am I late for the party?
Shotgun
When I ride round
You like my sound
It's hypnotic
Why can't I deny you
All about pleasing that body
It's been a long time since I got it
Tune in
Cause this is my kind of show
And I'm trying to figure out
How far we could go
About to lose my mind
Guide me
Without you beside me
I'm next to nothing
One glance, I'm on one
One kiss, I'm gone
Bridge
I'll be the body you seek
When you need somebody to love
Clutching whenever we meet
You know we fit like a glove
Can't nobody tell me
You were not sent from above
Every January without you, I'm nauseous
I been holding you down
From out in the cold
Like I said it before
Can't let you go
Can you feel I adore you?
Wanting some more
If I'm living without you I'm nauseous
Chorus
Thinking bout you, looking at me, let's get it started
[Without you I'm nauseous]
"You and me." Wouldn't you agree It's a perfect match?
[Without you I'm nauseous]
This night, I can't forget about it
Can't eat, can't breathe, can't sleep
I'm nauseous
Verse 2
Now I pulled up by the crowd
When it died down
But you're not found
Or acknowledged
Tried texting you
Gotta get next to you
But I ain't sweating nobody
Ain't sweating nobody
That's something that you'll never see
I don't even have the energy
Rather be a Memory
But I run into your gravity
Never gonna go frío!
And you know we live for the show
Episode eventful, we know
After coming to me
From inside a dream
Gotta get you in front of me
Yeah, I feel like I met a fallen angel
Bridge 2
I'll be body you seek
When you need somebody to love
Clutching whenever we meet
You know we fit like a glove
Can't nobody tell me
You were not sent from above
Every January without you, I'm nauseous
I been holding you down
From out in the cold
Like I said it before
Can't let you go away from me
Can you feel i adore you
Wanting some more
If I'm living without you I'm nauseous
Chorus 2
Thinking bout you, looking at me, let's get it started
[Without you I'm nauseous]
"You and me." Wouldn't you agree it's a perfect match?
[Without you I'm nauseous]
This night, I can't forget about it
I can't eat, I can't breathe, I can't sleep
I'm nauseous
Dropped in with the top down, oh am I late for the party?
Dropped in with the top down, oh am I late for the party?
Dropped in for the party
Oh, am I late?
SYCK was written by SWATS (Sean Watson).
SYCK was produced by Sighost.