The Addiction

A kiss, A Whip They spit, I hit this is the life that I do not wish a scar on my face disgrace can someone bring me a can of mace A large tattoo on my back I hide behind bars pleading my case about my race It's like I took the abuse for years in fear of the future on no not wanting to be alone Addiction My fear ,my tears, I'm writing this letter oh dear Can someone help take me away from this unknown desire Wanting to reach higher and higher my soul is hanging a wire an addiction to this demon inside in which I hide asking me to abide by the rules a fool this not so cool I shall die a illusionists full of lust getting ready to bust tasting like an old piece of pie crust made by a Illusionists a bliss I am at the point where I can't handle this an addiction so today I pray. my god save my soul today hooray so I don't dig my self in a deeper grave unto the darkness unknown calling Tyrone please call home I moan and groan I am out of my zone can you reason can you here my tone with my tone I want you to remember this stop think and quit this MESS God will take care of the rest stop the addiction