Fever - K.Flay

I doubt that this is love

But I don’t got enough of it

A fever when it comes

A fever when it doesn’t hit

I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call

I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call

Blacked out, lit up, no sleep in my system

Misspelled my own name, passwords well I guessed em

Maxims, well I test em, bedroom just closing in

Yesterday’s too distant, write it down so I don’t forget

I said I-I I’ve got some missed calls, oversights

Messages that I’ll never get, pitfalls of a broken life

Texted him, no supply, waiting on shit to level off

Swear if I spill it I’ll make sure to save it up off the carpet I plan to be

taking off

Indigo shades, windows all tinted

It’s just a phase that maybe I’ll finish

Went from minimum wage to maybe no limit

I’m just afraid that my cynical ways might mean that I won’t be ending the

sentence

I doubt that this is love

But I don’t got enough of it

A fever when it comes

A fever when it doesn’t hit

I doubt that this is love

Feeling more like suffering

Cause even when it comes

And even when it doesn’t hit

I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call

I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call

Guess I’ll be blowing it all (x9)

White teeth, real gold, head spinning like real slow

Wake me up at 10, 20s in my billfold

Got me with that steel toe, should have known there’s a price to pay

Might be why I feel so fucked up like any time of day

I mean I-I I’ve got some deadlines, concerns

Asking me about how I’ve been, said fine but I’m unsure

Next line on the curb, you could say that that’s desperate

But panic been seizing my chest, I’ve been pressed to the ceiling,

I’m needing a sedative

Spinning in place, wanting a respite

Point that I break, not gonna respect it

Yeah I’m in LA, but my mind is in Texas

Like fuck it but what can I say when nothing remains out of the question

I doubt that this is love

But I don’t got enough of it

A fever when it comes

A fever when it doesn’t hit

I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call, call

I got a couple hundred dollars, but nobody to call

Guess I’ll be blowing it all (x9)

Blowing it all (x8)