You're like a drug
After a while I start to need you.
You're an addiction.
Quitting you could save me.
But that's just it.
I don't want to quit you.
And that's also another thing.
Just like a drug
If I stay addicted...
You'll end up killing me.
I guess that's okay.
I mean, we're all going to die someday.
And, death by you?
Seems like the perfect way.
