diabolical

Feel myself falling for you

Though you're a pain in my neck

Each morning we rise from our rest

To become entangled again

You've got it all

I can't put you down

You run me into the ground

Gazing into the abyss

While you stare right back

Feeding from my focus

Sweet little sociopath

Always on call to keep me up all night

To resist takes all my might

We are so hard to define

When you're around I am fine

A little bit of everything all the time

Conditioning a brain to think you are mine

This addiction is a crime

I'm slipping up on the climb

I'm fine

I'm fine

I'm fucking fine

Play your game

I'm losing hours

Train my brain

Diabolical

Sigh

Deep sigh

Thumbs in a vice

You're in my hand

Fixed with eyes

To sell every little piece of me

and wear away supposed freedom

Fuck it

We are so hard to define

When you're around I am fine

A little bit of everything all the time

Conditioning a brain to think you are mine

This addiction is a crime

I'm slipping up on the climb

This trap is not symbolical

It's become diabolical