Love Addiction
I'm done with this love shit I might just say fuck it
You can take my heart, take my love and throw it in a bucket
All these hoes do me dirty man I gotta just love it
I think I'm past a tier I think I'm way above it
Take my love and just throw it on the floor
Take that Sprite cup and do a little wocky pour
Demons in my basement, devil in my chest
I don't know how but I can't get no rest
I didn't wanna leave but it was probably for the best
She's god damn lucky I didn't break my neck
Do it cause you love it, don't do it for the check
And every single night I've been feeling upset
Uhh huh, Is love real or fake?
I don't really wanna play
Ever thought about suicide
Grim Reaper really knows where you reside
Took my heart, took my love and my pride
Every single day it makes me wanna die
And when I cross that path
I'll see you on the other side
Man, I hate you, I don't give a fuck
This gon' be your worst day you ran outta luck
Give me Sprite, give me codeine, I'm a dope fiend
Give me shots in my arm, I need morphine
Need morphine, my chest is hurt
Man, this ain't God, this is devil's work
Man, fuck you hoes, you need to go to church
Ohh, this ain't gonna work, I ain't gon' lie
You ran outta luck, I ran outta time
I ran outta time
Ohh, in love with love, I got an addiction
Something bout that feeling
When you know they really listen
Everyday we were supposed to be in love
But you bitchin
Love addiction, you were steady bitchin
Love addiction, you would never listen
You were always bitchin
Love addiction
Love addiction
You can take my heart, take my love and throw it in a bucket
All these hoes do me dirty man I gotta just love it
I think I'm past a tier I think I'm way above it
Take my love and just throw it on the floor
Take that Sprite cup and do a little wocky pour
Demons in my basement, devil in my chest
I don't know how but I can't get no rest
I didn't wanna leave but it was probably for the best
She's god damn lucky I didn't break my neck
Do it cause you love it, don't do it for the check
And every single night I've been feeling upset
Uhh huh, Is love real or fake?
I don't really wanna play
Ever thought about suicide
Grim Reaper really knows where you reside
Took my heart, took my love and my pride
Every single day it makes me wanna die
And when I cross that path
I'll see you on the other side
Man, I hate you, I don't give a fuck
This gon' be your worst day you ran outta luck
Give me Sprite, give me codeine, I'm a dope fiend
Give me shots in my arm, I need morphine
Need morphine, my chest is hurt
Man, this ain't God, this is devil's work
Man, fuck you hoes, you need to go to church
Ohh, this ain't gonna work, I ain't gon' lie
You ran outta luck, I ran outta time
I ran outta time
Ohh, in love with love, I got an addiction
Something bout that feeling
When you know they really listen
Everyday we were supposed to be in love
But you bitchin
Love addiction, you were steady bitchin
Love addiction, you would never listen
You were always bitchin
Love addiction
Love addiction
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Writer(s): Noah Schmidt
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