I'm addicted.
Addicted to sloth and starvation,
it's taken it's toll on me, total taxation.

I'm addicted.
Injecting negativity with a needle,
it's becoming crippling, I'm feeble.

I'm addicted.
Hallucinogens consumed as late as midnight,
and yet, despite the previously stated,
this is what makes you say,
"Who'd want to be with an addict", right?