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Addiction
My life is moving fast
As I stand still
My heart heals last...
I'll send you the bill
One sip never ends
A single drink is too many
One scar never mends
One is plenty
My life is moving fast
As I stand still
You've stranded me on a raft
You bruise me with skill...
One time turns to twenty
This habit addicting
My thoughts are plenty
My pure mind just barely restricting
You are my darkest temptation
The most perfect fallen angel of hell
My biggest admiration...
Curse this horrible spell...
Purity in the world
Ripping at the seams
As I stand still
My heart heals last...
I'll send you the bill
One sip never ends
A single drink is too many
One scar never mends
One is plenty
My life is moving fast
As I stand still
You've stranded me on a raft
You bruise me with skill...
One time turns to twenty
This habit addicting
My thoughts are plenty
My pure mind just barely restricting
You are my darkest temptation
The most perfect fallen angel of hell
My biggest admiration...
Curse this horrible spell...
Purity in the world
Ripping at the seams
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