Obsessed

what's up guys
here's a song that i wrote about my feels
hi, my name's obsessed with you
my favorite color's red
I hope I'm fast enough to catch you running through my head
every time that we're together I pray that I'm awake
I'd hate if i was dreaming and all our loving was fake
I feel blessed
I feel blessed up
girl you got me going crazy
you got me messed up
my old self was angry, full of aggression
now I'm writing love songs
and spending money on presents
you're precious
nobody's perfect
but to me you're perfect
I was lost but then I found you
I was searching, I was hurting
I was all up in my words
caught up in my verse
I mean, I've talked to other girls
but other girls are the worst
hi, my name's obsessed with you
my favorite color's red
I hope I'm fast enough to catch you running through my head
every time we're together I pray that I'm awake
I'd hate if I was dreaming and all our loving was fake
wassup, my name is Felix
I'm tryna make a name
I got the music in my soul
and your face is the display
sentimental, mental
wanna love you forever
my favorite color's red
but I think you're into yellow
I'm a young broke fellow
my voice is real mellow
I tried to play rock
but my rock was too pebble
pebble to a rock
you're the key to my lock
I hope you're at the door
every time I hear a knock
because-
hi, my name's obsessed with you
my favorite color's red
I hope I'm fast enough to catch you running through my head
every time that we're together I pray that I'm awake
I'd hate if I was dreaming and all our loving was fake
I was never good with commitment
I treated you with my best
but our minds were just thinking different
I started missing our dates for studio sessions
my time management was an issue
I didn't want to address it
I couldn't balance you and my ambitions and my family
I just wasn't able to reciprocate all your energy
I started drifting from you
I couldn't find a remedy
I had to cut you off, baby girl
it was how it had to be
I used to be obsessed with you
you were my greatest friend
I messed everything up
I'm sorry for what I did
I'm often reminiscing of the feeling of your skin
and wishing I could hold you
but everything has changed



Credits
Writer(s): Brittany Chikyra Barber
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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