The fix
Nervous hesitation
The fix is close
But scared there chasing
Shaky hands that
Cant hold
Times touching
I'm being impatient
There vein awaits
Blood is craving
My high is in
Pushing in
Im free again
On my way
Too Never Land
I've drifted again . .
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