COUNTING Is it bad that I'm counting the minutes The hours, the days since the last? Is it bad that I can still remember? Thought this memory should've been past. Every day without is a bonus, Every day I should feel so good, So why instead am I feeling down, Not like I thought I should. Depressing to think that I never, Will break the link to my brain, A tenuous hold, one I struggle against, Over again and again. So exhausted, is it worth it? Too much effort, easier just to give in. Is it worth all of this frustration, If I say no, do I really win? So I lock myself away from temptation, Hide myself until the demon withdraws, Perform my own personal exorcism, Wait for reality to start once more. � �
What You Need
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Don't you crave me?
You can't wait to taste me again,
My memory implanted in your brain,
You know I'm just what you need.
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Don't you want me?
Say the word and I'll be with you
You know I'm always waiting for you,
Whenever you may have the need.
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Don't you miss my sweet seduction?
That soft and misty lovely feeling?
Your body aches, your senses reeling.
Aren't I just the buzz you need?
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Don't you desire me?
For me I know you would cheat and kill.
I know you'd die baby for my thrill,
Because I am the one you need.
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Don't you know that I want you too?
So what's it with the hesitation?
You know you yearn for my sensation,
Come here and give into your need.
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Don't wait and waste a second longer,
Without me in your life it's empty,
They give you stress, I give you plenty,
Of that sweet feeling that you need.
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Now don't forget all we have been through,
You long for me, I need you,
So c'mon let me crawl inside you,
And take you to eternity.
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Pacing My Cage
God I need it today,
If I could find it,
I know I couldn't say no,
Safer to stay at home.
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Pacing my cage,
Back and forth,
Tight and ready to break.
Trying to think of something else.
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Something to occupy my mind.
Something to soothe my body,
Something to heal my soul.
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I wish I never met you.
I wish I had you now.
I need it so much I can't think.
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Want to run away.
Leave them all behind.
Hit the road again.
Live a nowhere life.
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Get me out of here.
Before I go insane.
Get me out of here.
Get this hunger from my brain.
I don't want to start again.
The Struggle How can my heart do this to me? It must have a mind of its own. For l know that my brain, That sensible, rationale, cautious part of me, Is telling me of the stupidity, The folly, the pain that will come, If l follow my heart. � But what can l do? In the struggle between heart and mind, My heart will always win. And although it has lost the battle, I know that in days to come, My mind will echo back at me, "I told you so! I warned you!" � But l don't care. I'll take what l can. Let tomorrow take care of itself. I'm only worrying about today.
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ANGER and Outbursts |
TEMPTATION |
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