Hugs Are Out to Trick You
You and I are so in love
But some days I want to kill you
But I'm not one to hold a grudge
Even though you said you'd stop
Even though you say it's the last time, no it's not!
I guess hugs are out to trick you
You and me are so fucked up
But some days I want to kiss you
But I'm not one for making up
Even though I said I could
Even though you think I should, you know I won't
Because love is out...
To kick you in the place that it knows hurts the most
Worse than chokes on a drag of smoke
But you're not one to try and quit
Just thinking about your next fix
You and I are so cut off
From the rest of society
But I'm not one to take a hit
Even if it's only a bit
Even if you say it's the shit, I know you can't quit
When the drugs are out...
To kill you in the place that it knows hurts the most
Worse than chokes on a drag of smoke
But you're not one to try and quit
Just thinking about your next fix
You were found in the street
With your brains beaten out of you
But I'm not one for giving up
Even though they say I should
Even though this isn't good, but I won't rest
Till I find the thugs who killed you
For the drugs that addicted you
Because love is out to hit you
I guess hugs are out to trick you
But some days I want to kill you
But I'm not one to hold a grudge
Even though you said you'd stop
Even though you say it's the last time, no it's not!
I guess hugs are out to trick you
You and me are so fucked up
But some days I want to kiss you
But I'm not one for making up
Even though I said I could
Even though you think I should, you know I won't
Because love is out...
To kick you in the place that it knows hurts the most
Worse than chokes on a drag of smoke
But you're not one to try and quit
Just thinking about your next fix
You and I are so cut off
From the rest of society
But I'm not one to take a hit
Even if it's only a bit
Even if you say it's the shit, I know you can't quit
When the drugs are out...
To kill you in the place that it knows hurts the most
Worse than chokes on a drag of smoke
But you're not one to try and quit
Just thinking about your next fix
You were found in the street
With your brains beaten out of you
But I'm not one for giving up
Even though they say I should
Even though this isn't good, but I won't rest
Till I find the thugs who killed you
For the drugs that addicted you
Because love is out to hit you
I guess hugs are out to trick you
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Writer(s): Michael Profitt
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