Emily Baker - Cold Turkey | Текст песни

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• Emily Baker
• Cold Turkey

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You are my only vice,
But you are the hand that rocks the cradle so I sleep tight,
You come with a warning call,
But you’re stitching me a safety net and here I come I fall,

Oh won’t you hold me wait for the morning time?
Throw your arms around it makes the craving stop,
They stop,
They stop,

Feels like I’m going Cold Turkey,
You’ll see when I get my fix,
Of that Kentucky whiskey,
It’s like I’m addicted,
Just when I think I got it all worked out,
I get a taste that I can’t figure out,
Like I’m going Cold Turkey,
Like I’m going Cold Turkey over you,

I am out of my mind,
You give me a comfort blanket with a map on the other side,
I cannot punch my way out,
Of a paper bag with lines to iron out,

Oh won’t you hold me wait for the morning chimes?
Throw your arms around it makes the craving stop,
They stop,
They stop..

It’s like I’m going Cold Turkey,
You’ll see when I get my fix,
Of that Kentucky whiskey,
It’s like I’m addicted,
Just when I think I got it all worked out,
I get a taste that I can’t figure out,
Like I’m going Cold Turkey,
Like I’m going Cold Turkey over you,

And there’s two mugs on the draining board,
I’m left here to work it out,
Two mugs on the draining board,
The penny drops I’m on the money now,
I’m on the money now,

Feels like I’m going Cold Turkey,
You’ll see when I get my fix,
Of that Kentucky whiskey,
It’s like I’m addicted,
Just when I think I got it all worked out,
I get a taste that I can’t figure out,
Like I’m going Cold Turkey,
Like I’m going Cold Turkey,
Like I’m going Cold Turkey over you,