Вершы: Christine Milton. Friday. Addict.

I try to be discreet
So forgive me if I blow your cover
Don't walk away from me
?Cause you know I'll never find another
Noone else is giving the stuff that you do
It's not as real not as clean not as pure not as true
Noone else is giving the rate that you give
It only cost a little time then you blew my mind now I'm

Like an addict
And it only hits me when the sun goes down
And you're not around I'm
Like an addict
Didn't wanna let you get this close to me
You take control of me addict

You make me sick
And I wish that I could do without ya
I should have thought of this
Before I learned so much about ya

Noone else is giving the stuff that you do
It's not as real not as clean not as pure not as true
Noone else is giving the rate that you give
It only cost a little time then you blew my mind now I'm

Like an addict
And it only hits me when the sun goes down
And you're not around I'm
Like an addict
Didn't wanna let you get this close to me
You take control of me addict

Listen to my story true
One day I had a taste
He is always on my mind
Think about him all the time
Like an addict...