I count the early hours of the day waiting for the later hours of the nght when we can meet under full confidence of the dead ends dark shade I want the same feeling and so I create the same sinario even if it has to be in different places I play the same type of music even if different words are spoken they all lead up to the same conclusions I'm an addict and in my mind is where your drug is injected I try to reject it but heaven taste like to much of your paradise and so as thoughts linger and she lays touch to my flesh it's your image I'm left with and that's where I go on working my magic on some one else's stage role playing your name having her wear your bare clothing I'm an addict and any slice that leads to your resemblance is what's gonna work to my satisfaction I'm still weak for your pleasure so I over power her with mine as to reach your true potential as if you would recover some sort of signal do to my efforts as you felt my body thrust as if you felt me bind her to the wall in your fashion as if you felt me release my fix inside of you through her.. I'm an addict and my lips have a longing to tell its tails to its original page master my hands want to rediscover it's very first destination I want the first high I felt to return to me tenfold drinking the very same formula that blessed my pallet the day you led me to your bed I'm an addict and all of you is what I'm trying to recreate but it's funny how drugs like lust and passion work against me because maybe you never really happened maybe I made you out of my own desires maybe I'm just an addict..
