Your voice is my addiction,
So hard I tried to break,
With severe withdrawal symptoms.
Painfully Sweet headaches.
In my veins flows cold Freon
Till dawn I keep awake,
Sometimes I contemplate your eyes
How deeply they mesmerize
Taking me places uncertain as a roll of dice
Still my mind spins, heart melts,
You voice still runs me through like a stake.
After moments so heartfelt
I feel cool as an evening by the lake.
With me you can relax
My love is without wax.
