Detox
Jumping from a plane, falling with the rain
Landed on a train but never felt the same...
I couldn't touch the ground even when I tried...
I went into shock and almost died...
I always felt alone, so I always got stone...
From the cradle to the grave, to the king on his throne...
I'm reaching out for help...
Only one hand I held...
She's special, she's real...
She's every drug I feel...
I'm detoxing for her I guess you can say love...
Cause in reality, she is.. my only drug.
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