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We got a situation Come down with me I'm running out of patience For mystery I thought I could hold you Never mind my disease Your love is like a drug And I don't ever want to give it up I've looked from Silver Lake to Houston For a refuge From your lack of motivation To follow through I thought I could hold you Never mind my disease Your love is like a drug And I don't want to give it up You can't settle down For the gossip going around For the ones who betrayed you all along Or you can prove them wrong From Letras Mania