Zedi Forder - I'll Never Leave Lyrics

Have I had the pleasure of a Sunday morning come to call
Would you fall away from me
And If I asked would all your letters stop, I know you write to hell
Would you ball away from me

It's not about feeling nothing, nothing
It's not about feeling nothing, nothing
It's not about feeling nothing, nothing
It's not about feeling nothing, nothing

If we counted all the days that pass, you take It to extremes
It's a pain that cuts you deep
Now I beg for calm a placid way in which we both succeed
I ask you remain sweet

These letters that you wrote, to me, they burn into my soul, girl please
I'd hoped that we could still, be friends
And from a point of view I'll love you till the very end

This lady is a demon, so she is, she'll never win
You bat your lashes till the air will move, you cannot win
The craving that you feel won't go away, you cannot win
I'll stand my ground forever and a day, you cannot win

I'll never leave

I bring the front, not the answers, nor the questions, fuck opinion
Get this soft shit out of my face, out of my face
Fight the wind, with the fire, call the police, no fuck the pigs
Permeate, into your blood, into your blood, I'll never leave