I'm trying to not become addicted to you, Sugar
But it's not working
Instead I'm reminded of why sugar is so habit forming to begin with
The taste is sweet
As you are
And you can never get enough of it
As I cannot
I fiend for...
I strive for...
I would almost die for...
The taste.
The first taste of your sweetness.
You are addicting, Sugar
And I'm trying to walk away from you
But I don't think I can
I'm not sure how I can tast you in my soul but I'm amazed that you got there
You have become more than a physical addiction sugar
You've become a part of me
I feel I'm diabetic now, I'm checking my blood sugar
The level is high but I won't die unless it's in your arms
Today...
Tomorrow...
Tonight...
Now.
As strong as my will is it's still not enough to resist the strongest form of sweetness.
Pure Cane.
Sleepless
Nights I've stayed up
Trying hard to keep this...
Taste
In my mouth
In my soul
In my life.
In truth there is no rehab for this type of addiction
No help is coming for me.
No one to save me.
It's just me
And you, Sugar.
Never relapsing...
Because you're never going to leave me.
I tried to leave you, Sugar.
But now I can't.
No.
Now...
I don't want to.
And I like it that way.
Even with this toothache.
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