December 20, 2009
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You better take it from me, that boy is like a disease. You run and you’re trying to hide and you can’t get free. He’s like a curse, he’s like a drug. You get addicted to his love. You wanna get out, but he’s holding you down because you can’t leave without one more touch. He looks like a cool drink of water, but he’s candy coated misery. He’s the devil in disquise, a snake with blue eyes, and he only comes out at night. He give you a feeling that you don’t wanna fight, but girl, you better run for your life.