viernes, 5 de agosto de 2011

Because of you

I got a problem and I don't know what to do about it, even if I did I don't know if I would quit, but I doubt it. I'm taking by the thought of it.
And I know this much is true, baby. Your have become my adicction. I'm so strung out on you, I can't barely move, but I like it, and it's all because of you.
Never get enough, she's the sweetest drug.
Think of it every second. I can get nothing done. Only concern is the next time I'm 'gon get me some. I know I should stay away from, cause it's not good for me. I try and try, but my obssesion won't let me leave.

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