Infatuation - Flobots feat. Matt Morris (witth lyrics) video free download

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Infatuation - Flobots feat. Matt Morris. From their new album Survival Story. I do not own the rights to this song. All rights belong to the Flobots, Universal Republic Studios, and all other respective owners.

Lyrics:

You played the field like a tractor

Scoped for greener pastures

But you never have scored

What you've never asked for

Met someone who made me glow

Passion was like crazy, whoa

Doted on another though

So, of course, I let her go

Oh, no, my adrenal recipe's

Overloaded by phenylethylamine

If it keeps on misdirecting me

F**k it, that's gonna mean vasectomy

And when the liquor pours

Set the table, get the door

Wrestle naked, hit the floor

But I don't seek that s**t no more

It's different for me

Try to tell myself a different story

This Alpha male, recount-the-tale bulls**t

Can just destroy me

'Cause what we say is what we seek

What we seek is what we get

What we get is what we give

I can't give you nothing yet

Except

Infatuation

Take these words and turn them into lies

Infatuation

Serve me up with food that does not feed

In-in-infatuation

Satiate my every last desire

Infatuation

Is this the thing I want or the thing I need?

He collects clips from magazines

Found them full of hollow points

Mixes Medea with the media

They both consume the young

The same old song gets sung

He wants to hang so he gets hung

He's chasing father figures

A real son of a gun

I don't cotton to the coffin nails

Caught up quiet, don't make bail

Umpteen years for movin' keys

Ironic he's locked up in jail

Outside, he is idolized

My sister's class and ask them boys

They wanna just be like him

Push more rocks than belts of asteroids

Better strapped and paranoid than

In the streets without a choice and

Peace of mind has been destroyed

But now you got a louder voice

Idols lie to idle minds

Sayin' I don't mind if I got mine

If all our lies are idealized

Then all our crimes are idolized

It's

Infatuation

Take these words and turn them into lies

Infatuation

Serve me up with food that does not feed

In-in-infatuation

Satiate my every last desire

Infatuation

Is this the thing I want or the thing I need?

If this isn't love

Why does my heart hurt so bad?

You don't know why

You wanna be the man

You wanna be demanded

By other people's hands

So high

You're caught up in its leaves

The audience freeze

At the thought

But you don't know why

You wanna be the man

You wanna be demanded

By other people's hands

So high

You're caught up in its leaves

Make the audience freeze

Like a body in the trees

Infatuation

Take these words and turn them into lies

Infatuation

Serve me up with food that does not feed

In-in-infatuation

Satiate my every last desire

Infatuation

Is this the thing I want or the thing I need?

Now everybody in the club, stand still

Like a rubber band

Filled with government bills

Now everybody in the club, stand still