I was a Junkie for your loveHallucinated an angel from aboveWe were only humanLonely and starving in the desertHe has his fill then he leaves always and stillHas to do what he has to do to surviveIn the name of free willWhile I wanted moreI fell in to this addictionI need to blockPut on the locknoth..
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