Something must've gone wrong in my brain. Got your chemicals all in my veins. Feeling all the highs, feeling all the pain. Let go on the wheel, it's the bullet lane. Now I'm seeing red, not thinking straight. Blurring all the lines, you intoxicate me. Just like nicotine, heroin, morphine. Suddenly, I'm a fiend and you're all I need. It's you, babe and I'm a sucker for the way that you move, babe. And I could try to run, but it would be useless.You're to blame. Just one hit of you, I knew I'll never be the same.
@turnershades









