I can feel it in my fingers
Calling for me to mend
I don’t try to reject it
And the beast is back again
His claws, they curl around me
His voice rings in my ear
He beckons not to worry
That I won’t have to steer.
We take our ride together
And have our share of fun
Its all I really need
To feel like I’m someone
But when I think it over
When the day is lost
I always come to realize
The gain’s not worth the cost.
Its not that I enjoy it
I swear, on him I thrive
Its always been my problem
I need to feel alive
Its never that I want it
He’ll never set me free.
It’s only that I need it
To have my sanity.
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