Thank heavens I don't have an addictive personality
I'd be a crack addict
Some twisted 'love' junky
It's a big fat riddle
Tried and just decided to stop
Don't really wanna crack this code
It's on that 6th sense tip
Reading between the lines
Listening to what's not being said
Visions - complements of my minds eye
Besides the odd familiarity cravings
Nothing really brings me back to you
Thank heavens I don't have an addictive personality
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