Rehab
I dare you to kick the habit
This one I have you can't have it
Mirror, tell me who is not fit
It's time you throw away that kit
Just not your song, "Bring Me To Life"
Forget the urge, ignore the drive
That thing you do cuts like a knife
The remaining days of our lives
Please don't let Tina lead the way
Not her, not Molly, that I pray
You did, you didn't, that's what you say
Think of the price you need to pay
This cold ice brings nothing but pain
Call spade a spade, simple and plain
Do I really have to explain?
No rehab, no pain, means no gain
Copyright © Jesus De Castro | Year Posted 2015
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