Feverish Songtext / Lyric

Are we getting close?

Come feel my fever

You've a right to know

I'm the one that feeds ya'



There is just one thing that I could never do:

Write a melody that isn't inspired by you



You've got your message and I've got mine

We'll see who delivers it right

Your shooting rifles, I'll pull the blind

I could be slayed






I've got bills to pay

But I can't pay them

I've got girls to lay

But I can't lay them



There is just one thing that I could never do:

Write a melody that isn't inspired by you



You've got your message and I've got mine

We'll see who delivers it right

Your shooting rifles, I'll pull the blind

I could be slayed



You've got your message and I've got mine

We'll see who delivers it right

Your shooting rifles, I'll pull the blind

I could be slayed