~A METAPHOR PERTAINING TO ADDICTION~
Hissing noises... A forked tongue... I hear the poison. Fangs dripping... A lethal infection... I'm always tripping. The road ahead is lonely... Will I survive... Her injection? Choices made... Before the sun rises... Boom, Boom. I love you... But, I'll kill you... That's the price of change.
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