Rehab Blues: I killed Love

love, in this context, is addiction

Love was in my face



And I couldn't see



Was black smoke in the air



strangulating my oxygen



ridding my lungs of breath



she was choking me







I needed to live



I needed my life back



I needed to take control



I needed to fight back











It was love or me



It was live or die



She made my choice for me



I couldn't bare to die...







-NO!



I'm not a murderer!



I! Am not! A murderer!!



Yes, I killed love!



she was going to kill me!







Ha! Love wasn't a sweet thing!!



She was a cold blooded filth



She'd get you high n swimming



while you die an addictive death!







I just needed to live



just needed my life back



So yes, I killed love



'cause she was going to kill me...