Текст песни: Jamie Cullum - Trippin` Up
I see my life running in cycles
Except the other day I felt like a change
Watch as I break this vicious circle
You gone and made me see some things in different ways
Now need not explain it
See with you girl
No need to hide
Time, time waits for no man
Or am I just using these all cliqued ideas
Here it comes again
It’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long before I hit the ceiling
And lose my mind
But you’ll stop me
From tripping up this time
It doesn’t feel like other times
I met with disaster like it was my good old friend
I had some trouble with the signs
Like another language
I couldn’t even comprehend
Now, need not explain it
See with you girl
No need to hide
You’re your just so different
You see with you my dear I really can confide
Here it comes again
It’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long for I hit the ceiling
and lose my mind
But you’ll stop me
From tripping up this time
*random jazzy noises*
Here it comes again it’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long before I hit the ceiling and lose my mind
Maybe it is a sign
Here it comes again it’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long before I hit the ceiling
And lose my mind
But you’ll stop me
From tripping up this time
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I see my life running in cycles
Except the other day I felt like a change
Watch as I break this vicious circle
You gone and made me see some things in different ways
Now need not explain it
See with you girl
No need to hide
Time, time waits for no man
Or am I just using these all cliqued ideas
Here it comes again
It’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long before I hit the ceiling
And lose my mind
But you’ll stop me
From tripping up this time
It doesn’t feel like other times
I met with disaster like it was my good old friend
I had some trouble with the signs
Like another language
I couldn’t even comprehend
Now, need not explain it
See with you girl
No need to hide
You’re your just so different
You see with you my dear I really can confide
Here it comes again
It’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long for I hit the ceiling
and lose my mind
But you’ll stop me
From tripping up this time
*random jazzy noises*
Here it comes again it’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long before I hit the ceiling and lose my mind
Maybe it is a sign
Here it comes again it’s that something I can’t explain
Like a drug in my brain
It won’t be long before I hit the ceiling
And lose my mind
But you’ll stop me
From tripping up this time
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