You’re becoming like nicotine Yes, you’re like a drug to me- Morphine, ******, Ketamine, All of these. You’ve become my only source of joy, I’m addicted to you boy. I want to see you, Touch you And play with you like my toy. I’m getting crazy over you, Soon I’ll be sadly in love with you And I will stick to you like glue. You’ve taught me how to laugh and smile, Because I haven’t in a while. You’re always at the forefront of my mind: “Where is he?”, “What’s he doing ?”, “Is he alright?” You’ve Opened up my Delicate Heart. Boy, you’re my Only Daily source of Happiness. You’ll be my Obritine And I’ll be your Hasitine. Let’s get high off each other.