What's Come over Me - Frente!

I know your whereabouts, unhappily

You know my weakness is my sympathy

The crust in your temperament

Don’t wash with me I scrub at the base of it with vaseline

What’s come over me What’s come over me What’s come over me What’s come over me Coming down on myself too easily

Packing those stairs away could visibly

How can you sleep with me so silently

What’s come over me?

What’s come over me What’s come over me What’s come over me Licking up like a cat on your filthy mat

I like to live with my head in your lap

I don’t like to need that i don’t like to need that i don’t like to need that i don’t like to need that

Walking your muddy feet on my carpet

What’s come over me?