| I’m losin' my edge,
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| Reflection’s turned to white- like a ghost that’s in the mirror,
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| It keeps haunting me tonight.
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| And as I lose my self-control, (lose my self control)
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| (I become a disaster)
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| Into the unknown
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| (I move a little faster)
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| You know that in the end,
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’ll relapse again.
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’m down to my own tricks,
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| You’re my favorite fix. |
| (fix, fix, fix…)
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| When I come down, I can’t replace the feeling
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| Of falling to my knees and I’m sweatin' 'cause I’m fiendin'- I need it.
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| As I lost my self-control (lost my self-control)
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| (It's self-defeating)
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| It’s left me all alone
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| (And now I know reason)
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| You know that in the end,
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’ll relapse again.
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’m down to my own tricks,
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| You’re my favorite fix. |
| (fix, fix, fix, fix…)
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| I come to grips that I have fallen in so deep.
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| There’s no resisting to what pulls me out of reach.
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| I am a victim, a product of an addiction.
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| Locked in this system and there’s no escape.
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| You know that in the end,
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’ll relapse again.
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’m down to my own tricks,
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| You’re my favorite fix.
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| You know that in the end,
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’ll relapse again.
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| (You're my favorite)
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| I’m down to my own tricks…
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| I’m down to my own tricks,
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| You’re my favorite fix. |