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Addict

One more cut
Another burn
Just a sip more
I never learn

One more go
Just one last hit
I'll stop, I will
I can handle it

I don't need this
Can quit anytime
I'm perfectly okay
I promise I'm fine

I'll pick up my room
I'll get my grades up
Put life back together
Prove I'm not a screwup

Another smoke
One more drink
I'll trash my dreams
Don't give a damn what they think

One more night
With another stranger
And one more obsession
While I flirt with danger

One more go
One last round
I'll keep making excuses
'Til I'm deep underground

I won't listen to warnings
And will rarely try
I'll never break impulsions
Just add as they intensify

I'll never be free
Or be my own self
Never listen to you
Or anyone else

Never stop all these things
Never break one single habit
To say it quite frankly
I'm simply an addict

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