Addict in Me

Are you an addict?

Or is it magic that grips my vein

So vain to shame

Would it be tragic, to stay the same?

If I changed

Evaded the game

Run a train on me

Work to drive me insane

Then ridicule me for I know who is to blame?

Round after Round

Sound of whispers

They diss her after they kiss her

Saying no one will ever miss her

Now I see to be Free

Even after sounds of her voice taken

It’s no longer able to be loud enough

To hear her calling for me

There’s nothing with our without

Without a doubt, separated by opposite routes

We are left with only

Each other’s hearts breaking, aching

Bout it Bout it

Trouble Souls shout to talk about

What nobody knows

Hard flows, where to go?

It’s our show, but question is

Who runs this, abort to blow?

Knowing who holds,

Trickery up their sleeve

Get with me

You be amazed at what you see.

3x Personalities.