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Maybe I need some rehab or maybe just need some sleep. I got a sick obsession, I'm seein it in my dreams. I'm lookin down every alley I'm makin those desperate calls. I'm stayin up all night hopin hitin my head against the wall. What you got boy, is hard to find I think about it all the time. I'm all strung out my heart is fried. I just can't get you off my mind because your love, your love, your love is my drug.

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