Addicted, oh, so
Addicted to the
Pleasure just as
I find myself
Addicted to the
Pain. Oh, just
Give me one
More high, baby,
One more hit
Because I know
There's no way
I can live
Without it, and
If you could,
Just pull away
Slowly, not cold
Turkey, and let
Me taste you
During the
Withdrawals,
Drug in a
Beautiful package,
You are, and
It's very slowly
Killing me, killing
My lost soul.