The addict in me
I have to stop stop doing something I love so what if it's a drug yes I'm an addict I dare not to admitted I'm not in the streets, look at me I sleep in clean silk sheets Im prove for me, Im not a junkie or a thief I manage, who are you to tell me what to do Because I got kids I can't live free there's worse people than me pick on them and let me be No, I have to stop or I'll be kidfree all because I have a house , car , money, kids in honors and one small problem I can't / don't want to control the addiction inside me .
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