she's energy she's my therapy the counterpart of my synergy
writing my name on the walls and checking my veins every fall se-re-ni-ty clarity and brutality when she sees me, she sees me she needs me and she'll kill me before i see it because she'll call me and i'll come numb to the routine
I always liked your style. This changes nothing about that.
I read about addictions in this one and the diminishing joys they bestow vs the increasing pains that they inflict.
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