Symptoms of you

There's a good kind of pain
An insane kind of sane
When I'm around you
There's a chill in the heat
Feel the sky at my feet
'Cos I adore you
I can't Ignore you

I'm not ill
I don't need to take a pill
To fix what you do
Cure can't come through
'Cos baby all I do is suffer from
The symptoms of you

There's a left kind of right
And a blind kind of sight
Looking at you
There's no light in the moon
And it's winter in june
When I'm without you

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