Placebo
I take you without thinking
I take you day and night
But every time I take you
It doesn't feel quite right
At first at the beginning
I didn't even blink
The high of you, entirely
Could make a sea ship sink
The dose of you got heightened
From 1 to 2 to 3
But now the doc refuses to
The dose of my own sanity
He stopped my damn prescription
I had to find you somewhere else
Little did I know the dealers
A fake with shit he sells
But I swear each time I took you
It was just like long ago
In the evening of September
Where I let my addiction grow.
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