addictive

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It really is addictive

Like you can't live without it
Like you need the pain to go away
And this is the only way

And when your clean
It should feel good
You should feel proud
You should feel better

But you miss it
You miss feeling something
You miss the bliss
You miss picking up the blade
You miss cleaning up the blood

It really is addictive
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