Got Me Worried
You said you're thinking it over, I know anymore
Is that a signal that maybe you're closing the door?
We talk about it so much 'cause I'm sick
These thoughts go walking 'round my head
You got me worried 'bout these things
You got me worried 'bout these things
My ego's shrinking, I'm sinking, I'm down on the floor
It's getting twisted, you're distant, let's build a rapport
It set a ocean, the gods have spoken again
I'm gonna stop and call a friend
You got me worried 'bout these things
You got me worried 'bout these things
And I go ah-oh-oh, ah-oh-ah
Ah-oh-oh, ah
And I go ah-oh-oh, ah-oh-ah
Ah-oh-oh-ah
[?] quebrado, o corpo a doer
Os [?] a andar em vez de a correr
[?], elementos de [?]
Será que [?]
You got me worried 'bout these things
You got me worried 'bout these things
And I go ah-oh-oh, ah-oh-ah
Ah-oh-oh, ah
And I go ah-oh-oh, ah-oh-ah
Ah-oh-oh-ah
And I go ah-oh-oh, ah-oh-ah
Ah-oh-oh, ah
And I go ah-oh-oh, ah-oh-ah
Ah-oh-oh-ah
