Worded DrugsMature

More often
than not
get stuck in my head
phrasing rhymes
lost lyrics
but there
was something else
infecting my head
a sickness I was okay with
a repetitive dream
the same words keep coming
until I realized
they formed you
and you are stuck in my head
like a song on loop
a song I can't get tired of
but at the same time
you write new songs
to play in my head
an addiction
I can't get enough of
a drug
that I need
A drug
I am happy
to be addicted to

The End

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