the hit

Orla Gartland - The Hit Lyrics

The Hit lyrics by Orla Gartland

You’re so powerful
Charged up to one hundred
You can make me feel numb
You can make me feel everything
We’re identical
Spend our whole lives
Being scared of each other
And scared of admitting it

Now, where do I start
Where do you end?
All I wanted was a friend
But it’s some kinda magic
Some voodoo doll shit
Oh, you get the cut
And I feel the sting
It’s burn alive or burn the bridge
Oh, you get the punch
And I feel the hit
It’s like you get the punch
And I feel the hit

I don’t wanna burden with how I’ve been feeling
It’s just my perception of what you’re perceiving
I’m thinking your thoughts before you even get there
Oh, it’s typical
When it’s good, it’s so good
But it’s always like I had nothing to do with it

Now, where do I start
Where do you end?
All I wanted was a friend
But it’s some kinda magic
Some voodoo doll shit
Oh, you get the cut
And I feel the sting
It’s burn alive or burn the bridge
Oh, you get the punch
And I feel the hit
It’s like you get the punch
And I feel the hit

Do you remember when we first met
‘Cause I do
I was so obsessed with your accent
Had to know you
Two weirdos, two sisters
Thick as thieves
Oh, it was magic
I felt it, I felt it
Maybe nothing that good can just be good
End up caring and
Sharing way more than we should
Like two weirdos, two sisters
Too good to be true
I never know how to let it go when I’m this close to you

And it’s some kinda magic
Some voodoo doll shit
Oh, you get the cut
And I feel the sting
It’s burn alive or burn the bridge
Oh, you get the punch
And I feel the hit
It’s like you get the punch
And I feel the hit
I feel the hit

Oh

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