Suspicion Songtext
von The Boxmasters
Suspicion Songtext
Where did you go, what did you do?
Who did you see?
The questions never end
They never end
Who do you know, how do they know you?
Do they know me?
How much time did you spend?
Did you spend?
No question, high treason
Is always in season
There′s never completion
I can smell deletion
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
It can creep into even the soundest mind
The pain, the weight
And the wicked cloud of suspicion
What's behind your back, is there a big surprise?
Are you trying to hide?
There′s something in the air
In the air
Will you just sit still, stay in front of me?
We've got crazy love
Don't you love my stare?
Love my stare
No question, high treason
Is always in season
There′s never completion
I can smell deletion
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
It′s poison when you're always leaving doubts
The pain, the weight
And the wicked cloud of suspicion
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
Always looking in and looking out
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
It′s poison when you're always leaving doubts
The pain, the weight
And the wicked cloud of suspicion
Suspicion, suspicion
Suspicion, suspicion
Who did you see?
The questions never end
They never end
Who do you know, how do they know you?
Do they know me?
How much time did you spend?
Did you spend?
No question, high treason
Is always in season
There′s never completion
I can smell deletion
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
It can creep into even the soundest mind
The pain, the weight
And the wicked cloud of suspicion
What's behind your back, is there a big surprise?
Are you trying to hide?
There′s something in the air
In the air
Will you just sit still, stay in front of me?
We've got crazy love
Don't you love my stare?
Love my stare
No question, high treason
Is always in season
There′s never completion
I can smell deletion
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
It′s poison when you're always leaving doubts
The pain, the weight
And the wicked cloud of suspicion
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
Always looking in and looking out
Suspicion, oh, suspicion
It′s poison when you're always leaving doubts
The pain, the weight
And the wicked cloud of suspicion
Suspicion, suspicion
Suspicion, suspicion
Writer(s): Billy Bob Thornton, J.d. Andrew Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com