| You are a drug to me
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| I never ever thought it otherwise
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| And I love the lies you’ve told to me
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| While looking me directly in my eyes
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| This is not ecstasy, but it’s better than cocaine
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| And you know that I will miss you when you’re gone
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| But I’m not equipped to play this game
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| You know your words
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| They don’t mean anything to me
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| They only serve to fatten up the prey
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| And when it’s time to take them to the slaughterhouse
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| You slice their throats, continue on your way
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| This is not jeopardy
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| And it’s not your high school prom
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| And you know that I will miss you when you’re gone
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| But I’m not equipped to be your mom
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| You are a drug to me
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| I never ever thought it otherwise
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| And I love the lies you’ve told to me
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| While looking me directly in my eyes |