Oli Fox - Cruel Lyrics
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Cruel
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What Are The Lyrics For Cruel By Oli Fox?
Maybe I'm just kinda twisted
Maybe I need therapy Could be I'm just plain old lovesick Your body gotta come and rescue me Want you there, want you home I see lights on, pick up the phone It's 3AM, but all of it's timeless to me Oh Maybe I should call you a stranger Maybe I should call you less I'm just feeling foolish 'cause I need somebody And only a fool would take it like this You can be cruel You can be so cruel to me Come on, baby, cruel You can be cruel to me Suffering from your addiction Wish I was ten steps from you Oh, now I don't want to play the victim here But no, nobody's gonna love you like I do Oh Maybe I should call you a stranger Maybe I should call you less I'm just feeling foolish 'cause I need somebody And only a fool would take it like this You can be cruel You can be so cruel to me Come on, baby, cruel You can be cruel to me Want you there, want you home I see lights on, pick up the phone It's 3AM, but all of it's timeless to me Oh Maybe I should call you a stranger (no) Maybe I should call you less (Maybe I should call you less) I'm just feeling foolish 'cause I need somebody And only a fool would take it like this (like this) You can be (like this) Cruel You can be so cruel to me Come on, baby, cruel (Darling, you can be so cruel to me, now) You can be cruel to me |
Who Wrote Cruel By Oli Fox?
George Flint, Henry Flint, Jamie Alexander Hartman, Lindy Robbins, Sam Fisher
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What's The Duration Of The Cruel By Oli Fox?The duration of Cruel is 3:16 minutes and seconds. |
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