Порядок (feat. Vandal) - Arhangel

Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh I never get sea sick but im in uncharted waters Inner conflict with motion moving me towards ya' I Feel a turn roll up in my tummy when you come around All this nausea Got my heart in my throat Just tryna' tell you things I'm not ready to share with ya' I'm not ready no (I get so) I get nervous when I'm around ya Shy I know, but I'm not, it's what you do to me Bringing out all my insecurities Like oh god I hope she thinks I look good And my intelligence is equal or above I want to intrigue you It's so close It's on the tip of my tongue The words are right there ready to jump and verbalise this feeling Queasy in the stomach having trouble breathing oh (I think I'm bout to) I think I'm bout to throw up Oh oh oh oh Love sick Oh oh oh oh (the) Boats been Rocked My balance is off compass and my Judgments fucked I was planning to wait until you came to me, Wishfully Thinking of what your face would look like on a baby boy or girl Just half of me (I get so) I get nervous when I'm around ya' Shy I know but I'm not it's what you do to me Close right up I feel to tell you things but oh god How would I begin though? Battling my pride, something I'm clutching on to But it's so close It's on the tip of my tongue The words are right there ready to jump and verbalise this feeling Queasy in the stomach having trouble breathing oh (I think I'm bout to) I think I'm bout to throw up Oh oh oh oh Love sick Oh oh oh oh I think I'm bout to throw up, up, up I think I'm Love sick girl, girl Oh oh oh oh woo, woo