Addiction [2.11.07], by 11 Tragedy's Subscribe to rss feed for <font color=red>11 Tragedy's</font>

My world is crashing baby
All in front of my eyes
My life is broken with out you baby
It shows in every step that I try.

But the real thing I need
Are ingredients found in the weed.
I don't think I could feel any better tonight
Cause all of your love has gotten me high
Once I thought my addiction was to my love
My love is my purpose, I'm addicted to drugs.

My atmosphere is smothering me baby
And it's caving in on me
Your contaminating the air baby
So now that I can barely breathe.

But the real thing I've found
Are grown strait from the ground.
And I don't think I could feel any better tonight
Cause all of your love has gotten me so high.
Once I thought my addiction was to my love
My love is my purpose, I'm addicted to the drugs.

Your love is my drug
Baby, love is my drug
There's nothing more I love
Than being high, all the time, pot is the drug.

I don't believe I could be any higher tonight.
Cause baby your love keeps getting me high.
I began to believe my addiction was to your love
Only to find, my baby, I'm in love with my drug

Oh baby, yeah.
Its the drug
Yeah, baby, Yeah.
I'm so in love
Baby, baby
I'm in love
Yes baby
It's the drugs.
Posted: 2009-06-09 22:04:35 UTC

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