sascha paeth's masters of ceremony - sick كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
prouder than a lion
but you whisper like a snake
boasting like a peac-ck
of the magic you can make

you’ve got your eye on a prize
to own my body and mind
and you know how to make me
scream

[pre chorus]
your love is sick
your love is sick
your eyes are kind
your soul is kind
but your love makes me so sick!

[chorus]
master with a silver tongue
kiss me once again
tell your pretty tales
so they come running to your defense

sick
your love is sick

[verse 2]
touch me like i can’t say no
you think you know i wan’t it
twist my words against me
charm me with the blame again

n-body left on my side
to see my pain every night
i love the way that you
punish me

[pre chorus]
your love is sick
your love is sick
your eyes are kind
your soul is kind
but your love makes me so sick!

[chorus]
master with a silver tongue
kiss me once again
tell your pretty tales
so they come running to your defense

sick
your love is sick
(so sick)

[verse 3]
i know what you are
you can’t hide behind your lies
my eyes are open
heart is broken
now

i let this go to far
gave your reign over my life
you saw yourself inside me
now i’ll be the nemesis
to your narcissus
and hang you out to dry

[pre chorus]
your love is sick
your love is sick
your eyes are kind
your soul is kind
but your love makes me so sick!

[chorus]
master with a silver tongue
kiss me once again
tell your pretty tales
so they come running to your defense

sick
your love is sick!

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