Bass Junkie - Michele Adamson, J.Views

I had an illusion of separation

Made me run to you for clarification

Your fingers are red and violence is blue

Bittersweet reminder of my life with you

If you had a lesson I think I learned it

I built a bridge you went and burned it

Tore me apart and left me for dead

I joined the monsters under the bed."

«When I fall asleep you are my nightmare

But strangely I feel safe to know you’re out there

The further I go the smaller you seem

Irksome little splinter inside my dream

Kick me when i’m down with no justification

Cowards lash out when there’s no retaliation

Words may have stung but like the honey bee

You left yourself in me

I was on the edge and then you pushed me

Poisoning my blood with sweet toxicity

Girls are a drug men can be dogs

I’ll leave the prince and go with the frogs

Did I say frog I mean the real men

But ive been warped by crime & punishment

I bear the scars of your cruelty

Hit me with the bass

I’m a junkie

Let me out

Love let me be…