Enough
Just one more drink you told me
Just one more pill you said
I wake up every morning
And expect to find you dead
The drug is your master
That won't set you free
You choose it over life
You choose it over me
When you finally open your eyes
I hope you will see
You're not only killing yourself
You're killing me
I love you more than anything
But it's getting really tough
I pray you can see that
I pray you've had enough
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