Lyrics by Nick Duarte

Fever and a cough, you brought me something from the east coast, baby
An ironic sickness that is oh so fitting
And oh so not lost on me
I think I finally believe

You know it’s all for show, if someone hit the alarm then I’d be ready to go
You don’t want me to go, but won’t ask me to stay
Well just make me an offer or I’m going away

‘Cause you are a brilliantly placed character
You inspire me to find myself and save the day at the very last hour

Fist up, down again, fed up and tired of writing love songs lately
I need something new to drag me out from safety
I think you know what I mean
I think you’re starting to see

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