It's you
My love, my drug
I knew I was through
That my grave was dug
When I first saw you.
I can't get enough
I come back for more
This dangerous love
Isn't a flower, it's a thorn;
I don't want to overdose
But your poison laced in roses
Is too hard to resist
So I'll gladly give in
To that sin
You call love
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Epiphany
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