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I can feel the darkness around me
How to judge a little white Audi?
I don't know how, but you found me
Yeah, she got my cell and my address
And she's the reaper in a black dress
Got myself in another mess

Blame it on the whiskey
She don't even miss me

She coming in hot, she a bad bitch
Cutting my heart like a savage
Trade in my soul, she can have it
Let me introduce you to my new bad habit

I got a disease, yeah, I got an addiction
I'm down on my knees, truth is stranger than fiction
If the drugs don't kill me, then the loneliness will

I wanna breathe you in (breathe you in)
I wanna be your fool (be your fool)
I wanna be your drug
And I wanna lick your wounds

She coming in hot, she a bad bitch
Cutting my heart like a savage
Trade in my soul, she can have it
Let me introduce you to my new bad habit

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