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My new addiction
The things I think about way to much
I think of all the things better than drugs
Like hugs from my nug
As we drive down the road
I see things in life pass me by
The sad thing is I don’t care
I let my lungs lose their air
You my nug my addiction
Something I seem to need
That its sad I have to have something to please
The days I look at him I think that I need the back lash of ink
The days they span to far
Its like venom and addiction when I look in his eyes
I think let it sink in
Let go and let it set in
Really its poison, it what I want and crave
Its my addiction and I wanna play




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