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I keep running back to you Like a drug You keep me in your twisted hands and make me go crazy. But I keep running back to you For a fix of what I think is love My mind is mixed up I hate you I love you But no matter what You know you have me.
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 3:06 AM UTC
Drugged Love
I keep running back to you Like a drug You keep me in your twisted hands and make me go crazy. But I keep running back to you For a fix of what I think is love My mind is mixed up I hate you I love you But no matter what You know you have me.
The-Vault-3505
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Dec 15, 2018
Dec 15, 2018 at 3:06 AM UTC
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