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Our Perfect Disease letra


We don't admit it but we've never seen eye to eye, my heartbeat's moaning and yours is making money
It's always a shock when old friends pass by, but with you it's no death in the family
Let's not talk about hate when there's hell to pay for my cowardness and your bad timing
We don't admit it but we've never seen eye to eye, and it's not through a lack of trying

It was the perfect disease we had, something to argue and scream about
And you will see about contracting back, and locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out
It was the perfect disease we had, and it hits us like a painful fact
We all need someone to drive us mad

Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh

I didn't say it but you never were the honest type, you tried to fabricate a bed-time story
And now I miss those games we had of Jekyll and Hyde, ever since the day that we parted company
Don't send a helping hand I need a farrowing ram, to feed the reasons that I miss you so sorely
I didn't say it but we never saw eye to eye, now I can't bear it when equally is boring

It was the perfect disease we had, something to argue and scream about
And you will see about contracting back, and locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out
It was the perfect disease we had, and it hits us like a painful fact
We all need someone to drive us mad

Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh
Ooh ooh ooh ooh oh, wooh

I need you in the TV, I need you on the train, I need you every single which way
I need you in the mirrors, I need you in my bed, I need you to wreck my head
I need you in the TV, I need you on the train, I need you just to stand in my way
I need you in the mirrors, I need you in my bed

It was the perfect disease we had, something to argue and scream about
But you will see about contracting back, and locking it somewhere it can't ripped out
It was the perfect disease we had, and it hits us like a painful fact
We all need someone to drive us mad

The Wombats - Letras

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