Some Say, But I Call
Some call me crazy
I call it love
Some say im obssessed
I call it not enough
When you love someone there always on your mind
Twenty-four-seven, on fastforward or rewind
Some call me foolish
I call it her
Some say im whipped
I call it I just prefer
Pause for a second the thought of her is still inside
Stop for a second, still those feelings you cant hide
Some call me Annoying
I call it caring
Some call me to sweet
I call it wearing (true colors)
Love will never die
even if you try
Some call it Love
I call it beyond and above :)
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