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Sometimes I don't know what you are to me
Other times I don't know who you are
Regardless...
The mystery entices...
I must say, I like it that you are complex, rough around the edges, but sweet to the core...
The heart of the matter is...
I do like it when you call...
You're that addiction that I can't get enough of...
Human ritalin
Sedating my mind...
Allowing me to always unwind...
and uncloud my vision...
I don't even mind laughing with you about things that make no sense at all...
I guess I like being pistoled with sometimes
Knowing I don't have to sign a dotted line
To have a piece...
Sometimes I hate that you're my release...
Can't always get enough to get me "up"
Feel me?
I know you do...
I always have a spot for you
in the depths of my heart
and it overcomes me sometimes...
Music even seems hard to listen to...
But thats what you do...
They say you can't choose...
Even if I could, I'd probably still choose you...
It's been painful and pleasurable just knowing the depths of you...