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obsessed - plut0 lyrics

[verse 1]
your name on my phone is a secret i say in the night
i whisper it at two a.m. until it feels right
you walk through rooms and pull the light straight to your skin
i trace the echo of your shape and let the wanting in

[pre*chorus]
i count the could‑bes like prayers that live under my breath
i map each little chance like a route to what comes next

[chorus]
obsessed, you’re the echo in my head i can’t fight
obsessed, you’re the pulling, the pulse i hold through the night
your breath is a habit i promise thеn miss
your kiss is a language i keep as my bliss

[verse 2]
you taste like a darе and i keep answering every call
your fingers map the places where i always fall
i steal your jacket so the morning knows you by name
i like the bruise of wanting and how nothing stays the same

[pre*chorus]
i trade my better judgement for a rehe*rs*d line of lips
i play our almosts back like a record on nightly trips
[chorus]
obsessed, you’re the echo i can’t mute when the lights go low
obsessed, your shadow buys my nights and won’t let go
obsessed is a habit that keeps my heart in fight
obsessed, i memorize the line where you turn my wrong to right
i score my days by the rumor of your name
i trade quiet moments for the burn of your flame
obsessed, i fold our could‑bes into the pockets of my coat
obsessed, i walk the midnight miles humming your note

[bridge]
call me reckless, call me yours, call me anything you like
i’ll answer like i’ve been practicing the word “us” all night
i keep a shrine of texts and your voice on repeat
i worship the crooked record of how you make me complete

[chorus]
obsessed, you’re the echo i can’t mute, my favorite sin
obsessed, your shadow buys my nights and pulls me in
your breath’s a habit i press close to my skin
obsessed, i trace the map of you like lines beneath my skin
addicted, alive, i sell my quiet for the rush
i wear your little moments like a secret crush
obsessed, say my name and i’ll answer like i’m under your press
obsessed, every rumor of you fits me like a velvet dress

- plut0 lyrics

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