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No matter what I do
I just can't seem to quit you You are like a drug always in supply I push you in my viens and fly so high Then as I float I tell myself the lie That what goes up doesn't have to come down But when you finally leave me I fall I try to deal with the pangs of withdrawl Yet in the end I make that fatal call It's hard to survive when you're not around 'Cause no matter what I do I just can't seem to quit you There is no program, no patch, and no gum I failed at cold turkey, I must have some I feel so stupid, nieve, and so dumb But I don't care when I have you in me Yes, everyone that loves me is crying, I feel a big piece of me is dying But I so love that feeling of flying That I forget what happens when you land 'Cause no matter what I do I just can't seem to quit you No matter what you do I will never quit you
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