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Paroles de la chanson Victory Lap Whiplash par Sydney Ross Mitchell

I've been sick to my stomach this whole month
It's like a knot I can't untie
Taking cold medicine at 9 p.m
Just to sleep it off each night
And I want you whole, to never know
The way I stop to keep you satisfied
(The way I stop to keep you satisfied)

I got a nosebleed at your party
It's like my body knew the signs
That you were a traitor, I had to center
My mistake in your design
I almost let you get away with it
By your beauty, I was paralyzed
(By your beauty I was paralyzed)

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah

I got whiplash from her victory lap
Standing on the sidelines
We must disagree on the space between
A vague deceit and a bald-faced lie
I think it's time you take your medicine
I've choked on the last of mine, oh

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah

Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah
Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah

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