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Dougie Simps Oct 2014
The toxins in her lips are slowly killing me...
Infatuation in the air starting to make me weak...
When I was all alone, I was fast asleep
But since you came around, I've been up for weeks.
****,
Is she tryin to purposely hurt me?
Is it all my imagination?
Maybe this all inside of me.
Cold sweat in me bed, thought I turned on the heat..?
Past wounds from long ago are starting to reopen on me.
The end of the bed starting to feel so steep...
She knows I'm afraid but is daring me to leap.
I, I know you're mind isn't thinking clear
Have you ever tried to drive, while your emotions are impaired?
Love drunk from the shots that she was serving..
Can't see straight.
Now I'm swearing.
Arrived safe...not sure where I've been.
Knock at the door, do I let her in?
Is this the devils temptation?
Cause I'm addicted to the rush, all the hard breathin.
Knowing she's tryna take me life with every kiss of seduction...
This woman...is made of pure corruption...
But don't stop.

Addicted, dicted, dicted

Forcing me into her rehab,
Pills are her persuasive lies
Belief makes me relapse..
I finally act up, try to leave
Her body forces me to reeeeeelax.

Now I'm stuck

Stuck, in this place

I'm confusing hugs with ***
Love starts to transform to hate.

Will I ever get out?

The doors open...yet, I can't escape.
New style...lust contains you in a infatuated prison

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