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Aug 2015
Your love has me infected
Your love is my disease

Intoxicated by thoughts of you.
Oh you how haunt me in my dreams.
Because, oh..

Your love is my addiction
Your love is my ketamine.

I guess I'm nothing but an addict.
Oh..

For your love I am a ******.
But high upon your love, my darling..
I would only Overdose, O.D.

Although, Cold turkey is no longer an option now, my Love.
I'm afraid, I've grown to rely on your support to breathe.

Because I just can't get enough of you my Girl.
I've chasing this buzz for weeks,

I just can't get enough of you my Girl.
Like ******, oh so sweet.
Crooked Youth
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Crooked Youth  U.K
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