Addiction

Can’t be lived with

Can’t be lived without

Aroused a perfect bottomless sensation

Of a wicked unconsciousness as a relation  

It comes with a prescribed serving

Shaken || not stirred to prevent any swerving

Lies of the twisted illusions

That leads to a disturbed formation of countless confusions  

If it is satisfactions that goes into the mouth

Of which it is never enough it will hunt you from north to south

Even if it is for outside the body

In process wrecks the outlook that is not godly  

Whether it rides on the heart or flows from ear to ear

To commemorate the running from fear

In against all odds to defuse the feeling of wanting to disappear

Truth is an addiction is something that we do not want near

It is determined to bring our relatives to shed a tear

Whether it forms a relapse or puts you in rehab

These are all condemnations that moulded a trap