Yeah!
I feel like a cigarette
I'm lit up like a cigarette
'Cause my head's on fire
But you're soaking wet
So let's spend ourselves 'til there's nothing left
And I feel like nicotine
C'mon, honey, you know what I need
'Cause once I crawl into your bloodstream
You just can't quit
You're a goddam fiend
Can I manage to get myself off
When everybody seems to be all talk?
And I can't get started 'til I can't seem to stop
Contraband: I just can't get enough
I feel like strychnine
Come closer to my strychnine
'Cause the thoughts I got will rot your mind
And steal your breath
Slow down time
I feel like illicit sex
Not like I'm in the mood for getting head
But like a cheap decision we'll both regret
Maybe not tonight but soon I'd bet
Can I manage to get myself off
When everybody seems to be all talk?
And I can't get started 'til I can't seem to stop
Contraband: I just can't get
Can I manage to get myself off
When everybody I know seems to be all talk?
And I can't get started 'til I can't seem to stop
Contraband: I just can't get enough
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