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Addiction

I swear your lips taste just like cocaine

The way your love's a needle through my veins

But I can't say no when you're at the bar

When I know what I'm doing brings me back to start


And I try to fix it

But you're an addiction

We become star-crossed lovers.


Which maybe true ... in fact

maybe we were doomed from the start

though I choose to believe we weren't

But, you ... you do believe it


It wasn't the starts that made these wounds

It wasn't fate that broke this heart

It was you, but not the present you

physical you doesn't exist


It was the addiction that holds you

It was the liquid, and the dust

It was the fix that broken this heart

because you can't let go


Find a release that is healthy

That will help you

Rather you allow it destroy you and those in your path

It was all you


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