| Addicted Addicted, oh, so Addicted to the Pleasure just as I find myself Addicted to the Pain. Oh, just Give me one More high, baby, One more hit Because I know There's no way I can live Without it, and If you could, Just pull away Slowly, not cold Turkey, and let Me taste you During the Withdrawals, Drug in a Beautiful package, You are, and It's very slowly Killing me, killing My lost soul. love poems anonymous |