A Shot

You are a shot
Of morphine
Or something who makes me
Addicted
To your hands
To your skin
You’re a poison
You’re a prison
For my brain
You give me my dose once a week
You’re a freak
You constantly use me
Abuse me
And I’m sick
I’m sick of your trick
It’s chronic
Ironic
Narcotic
You make me scream
You make come
And your leave me
When you’re gone
You make me cry
When you’re gone
I want to give up
I want to give up
I want to give up
But I’m stone
How can I am scare?
How can I am scare?
Now I’m fight
Now I stark
How can I am scare?
How can I am scare?
Now I’m fight
Now I stark
(Merci à Anaëlle pour cettes paroles)