You're too ashamed to tell 'em how you feel
You hide your heart too scared to reveal
The broken scars that are beggin' to be healed by you
You're marching through and your tryin' to understand
Who writes the rules who's got the master plan
All we want is to hold somebody's hand.
You're my obsession,
My fetish, my religion,
My confusion, my confession.
The one I want tonight.
You're my obsession.
The question and conclusion.
You are, you are, you are...
My fetish you are.
You're my obsession,
My fetish, my religion,
My confusion, my confession.
The one I want tonight.
You're my obsession.
The question and conclusion.
You are, you are, you are...
My fetish you are.
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