All I need is time.
Wicked, manipulative;
cocaine cocaine feeding on my hungry brain.
I couldn't look into your eyes
because I'm afraid of what I will fall into.
My own weakness drags me down into it's crevices.
A burning soul full of desire.
Give me time and I will explain my
so called desperation.
My attempts to fail and fall.
My lies and the way I can't look at you
because I know if I do
I won't change a damn thing.
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