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He corrupts my thoughts and haunts my dreams He's always on my mind awake or asleep I try to get rid of him, though as much as i try I can never get rid of what i feel inside It's like a drug is what i noticed as i have a weird feeling I hate the hangover but i love the short good feeling I know how bad it is for me But i cant help but feel intrigued The power it holds on me is actually quite scary It is just like a person hooked on ecstasy You heard of the side effects if you take it right? Your whole life goes wrong and you cant seem to find the light Until a certain person comes along and saves you from yourself All you can do is pray that he doesn't come back again.
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
My Drug
He corrupts my thoughts and haunts my dreams He's always on my mind awake or asleep I try to get rid of him, though as much as i try I can never get rid of what i feel inside It's like a drug is what i noticed as i have a weird feeling I hate the hangover but i love the short good feeling I know how bad it is for me But i cant help but feel intrigued The power it holds on me is actually quite scary It is just like a person hooked on ecstasy You heard of the side effects if you take it right? Your whole life goes wrong and you cant seem to find the light Until a certain person comes along and saves you from yourself All you can do is pray that he doesn't come back again.
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Aug 22, 2013
Aug 22, 2013 at 1:32 PM UTC
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