Forecast, The
You're My Needle
I am the vein you can't expose
Can you live with what you've chosen?
...and I'm choosing to sleep it off another week
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
and I'm keeping this
You are the habit I can't break,
The pill I said I'd never, never take,
The slip between the cup and lip,
The feeling I can't forget,
and I'll beg forgiveness.
From Letras Mania