I love your love like I love the drugs. I'm addicted and conflicted.
Hate the way I love your rush, knowing it's a leathal crush.
You will be, the death of me.
When you're inside my system I'm floating on air.
When the rush is gone I'm filled with despair.
But at least I am free, from your synthetic love guarantee.
Allthough I'm free, I feel entrapped. A prisoner to your addiction.
Your high makes me low. The hit breaks me down. Your love is my affliction.
So let me be low dealing with my internal war, cause I cannot handle the high anymore.
riktigt bra venus..
Som jag sa det här är min kommentar.
You should put a condom on your head, because if you're going to act like a dick, you might as well dress like one.