Symptoms
Given a bit of a bite
Makes the addict addicted once more
No matter how long they're off that smack
That hook will open the door
Needle in the arm
Equates as arrow through the heart
I was addicted for as long as I can remember
Thought I was cured way back in December
But now it's February and I'm leaving soon
Walking down the plank
Sliding down right off the moon
I can't stand where I'm at
Can't stand where I'm going
Can't stand to be here
My insides are showing
Makes the addict addicted once more
No matter how long they're off that smack
That hook will open the door
Needle in the arm
Equates as arrow through the heart
I was addicted for as long as I can remember
Thought I was cured way back in December
But now it's February and I'm leaving soon
Walking down the plank
Sliding down right off the moon
I can't stand where I'm at
Can't stand where I'm going
Can't stand to be here
My insides are showing
1 Comments:
Shayna,
This speaks to me so strongly. My dearest niece is an addict and my heart breaks for her every day.
Lots of Love to you!
Hello Crafty
Bonnie
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