Oh, my dear friend
You got away free and clean from all the toxicity
All the post - modern concrete age contradictions and addictions
But you fell, on the worst trap, the one that will always break your back....
Love is the worst of all addictions
Such dependence, leads to inevitable decadence
Such overwhelming substance clouds your judgement,
Gets you weaker and weaker, breaks all your defenses,
And smash all and any innocence,
Then when you wake up, to try to get out,
You will have to bleed as you walk barefooted,
Through all the pieces of the broken glass
And it feels like it will never pass....
Love is the drug
That drags into a fairy tale, hallucination, alienation,
But it feels so real, much more real than any LSD Trip
And you can't escape it after it's injected right in your vein
It will kill you, in a more painful and faster way than heroin
Oh, my dear friend
Love is a sweet poison
The flavour keeps us from realizing that it's pure poison
That we are getting right into our system
And it's often too late when you find out, to get away, after all the excess
Without killing yourself in the proccess
I hope one day you can see it too,
I hope one day, hopefully in time, you realize,
That everything written by this kind of love,
Is written in sand....
It's not really there, it's not really real
It will vanish suddenly when the waves from the great sea wash it all away
Then you will have to die to heal,
Then you wiil have kill yourself to get away
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