Thriller
You say it's too much
I know what I like about it
Say I'm out of touch
I'm an isolation lover come on
When I'm in a funk
When I'm losing all perspective
I don't patch it up
I'm around the room to spread it come on
I'm used up
Cuz the thrill is not what's gone it never was enough
And my will is not that strong
Prop me up
Cuz the thrill is not what's gone I never could blow up
Cuz my voice is not that strong
What's bad is not what's wrong
Did you get a rush
When you felt a feeling from it
When I'm cold to touch
Do you ever try to push it
When I shake it up
When I'm getting greedy for it
Can we settle up
When I feel a little better come on
I'm used up
Cuz the thrill is not what's gone it never was enough
And my will is not that strong
Prop me up
Cuz the thrill is not what's gone I never could blow up
Cuz my voice is not that strong
What's bad is not what's wrong
Autor(es): Ben Collins
