To My Drug
Love is my drug,
It feeds me, it needs me...
Love is my life,
I struggle to make it love me right.
Love is my reason,
and always this is how its been.
and when love comes around the girl brings me into a spin...
Love hates me and sometimes i hate her...
Love does me wrong and i still let it in...
all is lost without my love my kind sir...
Yet...still yet...my hearts' still her's.
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