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Hooked

HOOKED I have a little friend I've come to hate It took quite a while before we clicked Cough,cough....I chocked and coughed hard The moment I first stuck him between my lips I, however,was determined to get to terms with him His sensation led me to a problem free world He helped me forget my problems He made me feel like I own the world Providing relief when I was stressed A dear friend he proved to be....for sometime Pull in,relax,blow out into the clean sky I felt like a king biting my stick of death Those who don't smoke are lost for sure They have no idea what they're missing Those were the good times I've made up my mind and I now want out But I have utterly lost control He has taken over my life I want to quit,I keep saying as I light it I now regret ever meeting this friend of mine I've become his hopeless and voiceless slave But I badly want my clean life back He hasn't done my pocket any good either Together we have squandered a good fortune I don't know how to drop him off my lips Who will set me free from this smoky bondage My family and friends have given up on me Where shall I run to so he won't find me They dragged me to rehab in efforts to keep us apart He kept calling my name loud from outside...till I answered I'm buying no more when I finish this I've told myself this a thousand times But I've gone on to buy again.....and again I wish it was that easy to quit Pull in,relax,blow out into the clean sky

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