Immune

Immune By Whitney Wolanin
White Island Music, ASCAP

It’s my fault
I didn’t get enough sleep
I’m delirious
From trying not to dream
Cause when I do all I see is your smile
You soak up my weakness for a while
And infect me, you infect me

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It’s okay it’s just that time of the day
When I start to catch it
I’ll wait ever so patiently
Until it passes
Keep saying it’ll get better soon
One day I’ll be immune

You fill my world with inconsistency
One minute I’m fine
The next I’m bleeding
I want to fight you off
But I don’t know how
I build myself up
But you knock me down
And infect me, you infect me

Chorus

What’s the quickest way
To make you go away
What’s the quickest way
To make you go away

Chorus