I’m burning slow, there’s no relief
You’re in my skin, beneath belief
A fever dream I can’t forget
I’m sick with you — you’re not here yet
I’m addicted, I’m infected
By the ghost of your intent
I’m collapsing, disconnected
I am sick of you — you’re absent
The night repeats what you don’t say
A voice inside that won’t obey
I beg the dark to let me breathe
But you remain — a wound beneath
You’re not a cure
You’re not a sin
You’re just the state
I’m drowning in
Addicted To You
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