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Feeding an addiction
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So you've got your hands outstretched, palms up, and you're looking everywhere besides my eyes. When we lose this game, we win our hearts back, but maybe our greatest failure is ever holding them in bloody hands. I could do without love for awhile.
It seems like guilt is what drives me to you.
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He's the devil in disguise, and I know there are other girls and more lust than love to spare but I'm still standing on the side of the intersection. (Far enough for you to get to where you're going, but close enough to where you see me.) Keep walking by boy, I'll just follow like the faithful puppy I am.
Whatever happened to the songs about love and how every one has their happy ending? Well I'll tell you something.
In the real world, we're left with a touch, and sort of like a razor, it's been soothing me to sleep for awhile now. I've been one month sober but my new drug, is you. But like any addiction, you have to keep feeding it.and feeding it.and feeding it.
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Like your joint, and like my razor, we're just two fish swimming in an empty bowl.
It seems like guilt is what drives me to you.
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He's the devil in disguise, and I know there are other girls and more lust than love to spare but I'm still standing on the side of the intersection. (Far enough for you to get to where you're going, but close enough to where you see me.) Keep walking by boy, I'll just follow like the faithful puppy I am.
Whatever happened to the songs about love and how every one has their happy ending? Well I'll tell you something.
In the real world, we're left with a touch, and sort of like a razor, it's been soothing me to sleep for awhile now. I've been one month sober but my new drug, is you. But like any addiction, you have to keep feeding it.and feeding it.and feeding it.
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Like your joint, and like my razor, we're just two fish swimming in an empty bowl.
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A subtle mix of sorrow and hope I see in this not-so-empty bowl. Very well done.