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Girl you drive me crazy, Like you under the influence.

I love the way it feel its like a drug, so im abusing.

You try to take away my high.. and it'll end in bruising.

Ima fiend for your love i admit it, No accusing.

There ain't no need to point fingers, baby I'll take all the blame.

I hate to see you cry, I wish that I could take your pain.

Yell, scream, and curse but my feeling will remain.

I'll hold you threw whatever, even if its raining flames.

If i die without protecting you, my whole life was in vain.

That's why there's smile on my face, as were engulfed in flames.

When the flames finally stop only ruins will remain.

A breeze blows threw this graveyard, ashes flying threw the plains.

So pieces of our love are sprayed on the terrain.

Clouds begin to form and it begins to rain.

The next day it's a miracle to hard to explain.

In the ground there are tree's begging to sprout.

Our Love is what brought this phenomenon about.

Our ashes spread wide and fertilized the land.

So with the death of True Love is how New Love Begins... - Devonte Mack