Skillet - My Obsession Lyrics
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My Obsession
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What Are The Lyrics For My Obsession By Skillet?
Your touch, your ways
Leave me dumb without reason Your love, my cage My prison so pleasing I spend my days Tangled in thoughts of you Stuck in this place Resigned to be your fool I thirst no longer Drenching my soul Pour out like water You're my only infatuation Don't leave me stranded In my obsession My purpose, my possession Live and die in my obsession My obsession Oh Come down to me Don't ever say that it's over I kiss your feet Worship the air you breathe Your love, my gift You go and I will follow My dream, my wish Don't leave me here so helpless I thirst no longer Drenching my soul Pour out like water You're my only infatuation Don't leave me stranded In my obsession My purpose, my possession Live and die in my obsession My obsession Am I a lunatic? I'm going crazy For just a word from For just a touch from you And I'm exploding like chemicals I'm going crazy, can't get enough (2x) I thirst no longer I thirst, yeah Drenching my soul Drenching, oh I thirst no longer Drenching my soul Pour out like water You're my only infatuation Don't leave me stranded In my obsession My purpose, my possession Live and die in my obsession Oh, oh, oh, my obsession Oh, oh, oh, my obsession My obsession |
Who Wrote My Obsession By Skillet?
Larry John Mcnally
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What's The Duration Of The My Obsession By Skillet?The duration of My Obsession is 5:01 minutes and seconds. |
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