Nicotine - Peter Parker

"Cross my heart and hope to die,
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes,
I've lost control and I don't want it back.

I'm going numb,
I've been hijacked,
It's a fucking drag.

I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you,
So I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do.

Yeah, you're worse than nicotine."
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"What are we doing out at two in the morning?"

"This place is a drag, so we're leaving."

"Leaving where?"

"Anywhere we want, Spider-Boy."

"Spider-Man."

"Whatever you say, Parker."