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Texty: Juliana Hatfield. Addicted.

I think I'm addicted
(Addicted)
Gotta have it every day
I think I'm addicted
(Addicted)
Diggin' up what I threw away

My body is a shell
A broke an empty shell
A chemical well
A little private hell

I can't take this lying down
I can't handle this waitin' around
Karl Wallenda said it right
Walkin' a wire is the only life

I think I'm addicted
(Addicted)
I got an insatiable need
I think I'm addicted
(Addicted)
Finally it happened to me

The skeleton trees
Remind me of me
They've got no leaves
To make the air we breathe

I can't take this lying down
I can't handle this waitin' around
Hack another year off my life
Take my money, take my knife

I don't wanna die
I don't wanna die
Don't watch me cry
I don't wanna die

I can't take this lying down
I can't handle this waitin' around
Hack another year off my life
Take my money, take my knife