His Just Like A Pill

His Just Like A Pill
Instead Of making Me Better
His Making Me Ill.

His Walks Around Like Something Els
His Got The eyes That Could Kill.
His My Pill.

When The clock Strikes 9
He Will Be Gone
Then He Will Wonder Out Ofter 12
Aye Get my Dose
i Hope He Will Be Close

His Eye Stare though Me
If Look Could Kill
You Would Be Dead
In A Coffin Bed

His Just Like A Pill
Instead Of making Me Better
His Making Me Ill.

He Gives Me The eye's
I Become Obsessed
We Stare In To Each others Eyes
Than BANG! His Gone.

I gotta Get Rid Of My Obsession
Its Making Me Ill.
Its One Hell of A Fine Pill!!