when im down br i turn to that thing br because that thing makes me feel good br but it hurts me br but i love that thing br that thing seems so pleasant br but its evil br but it feels so good br and i cannot part with it br but i hate that thing br its killing me br but i live off it br i cant live without it br yet i cant live with it br why did i trust that thing br it cheated and lied to me br now i cant leave that thing br i need that thing br that thing will dig my grave br and bury me alive br i live and die for that thingbr br Wandering Scarletbr br