Instruments
Ensembles
Genres
Compositors
Artistes

Lletres: Sugababes. One Touch. Run For Cover.

When blues, got me down then I, get turned around
I tend to, cut myself off from things, I shouldn't run from
It doesn't really matter, sometimes we run for cover
I'm always on the outside

Stabbed me in the back, wanted things that I lack
Sticking to your ploy is this something you enjoy?
Publicity and insecurity
Just wanna be me, it's my need to be free

It doesn't really matter
Sometimes we run for cover
I'm always on the outside
(On my own)
You never seem to wonder
How much you make me suffer
I speak it from the inside

Looking right at me
(At me)
Won't receive my plea
(My plea)
Tell me what you mean
(You mean)
I'm not what's on the screen
(Oh, oh)

Faking what will be
(Will be)
Fighting the fatigue
(Fatigue)
That's quite enough for me
(For me)
Makes me wanna scream
(Scream, scream, scream, scream, scream, scream)

Keep it to myself
(Keep it to myself)

It doesn't really matter
Sometimes we run for cover
I'm always on the outside
Keep it to myself
(Keep it to myself)
You never seem to wonder
How much you make me suffer?
I speak it from the inside

Keep it to myself
(Keep it to myself on my own)

It doesn't really matter
Sometimes we run for cover
(On my own)
I'm always on the outside
Keep it to myself
(Keep it to myself)
You never seem to wonder
How much you make me suffer?
I speak it from the inside