Poison

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9-20-16

Bite the bullet
Feel the sting
Drink up the poison that I bring
You know you love it
Can't get enough
Even as I see that things are getting tough
You know you make me like this
You know you make me this way
So what do you have to say?
I like it like that
You don't get a turn
Sooner or later baby you'll learn

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