Junkie

It's a substitute

It's self medication

It makes me feel cheap and hollow

And I hate you for stringing me along

Making me desperate for leftovers

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Love me, love me, love me

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It’s heroin in my veins

The lust I feel between my thighs

Making me feel dirty in a bad way

In dire need of just one more hit

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Leave me, leave me, leave me

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I swear each time you walk out that door

My heart drops all the way to the floor

and every time I think this is the last time

Then you’re knocking on the door again

and I greet you with open legs

Fuck me..

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