Drugs
drugs?
It's some thing you're addicted to
It's your only desire
You'll even do anything for It
It's the suppose of threshold of your life
This drug is ours it comes from one try
Then you become a fiend for It
It's the craving sensation
Your worst addiction
The little voice in your head saying,
"I need it..."
"I want it!"
We all have are drugs
You just don't know it yet
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