What if addiction is a parasite?
Driving us mad by living it's luxuries through us.
Like an alien who has never experienced forbidden pleasure:
Too much food, too much sex, too much alcohol and too many drugs-
Knowing that our destruction will not be the cause of it's own
So from our dreams, whispers, "I have had such fun with this host, please don't make it stop."
Well I have news for the MIB reject piece of shit:
Baby, it's time to go.
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