Soft saxaphones blow away
Like a cocaine snowstorm
Its crystal clear in here - in here
Blow away Blow away
Opposites attract me
Teach me to be holy
Little ego begins to fall
When your light is on me
I'm feeling holy, holy
When your light is on me
Here comes the magic again
Here comes the magic again
Soft saxaphones blow away
Like a cocaine snowstorm
Its crystal clear in here - in here
Sometimes, I need mother,
sometimes I need sister
Sometimes, I need lover, Sometimes
I need friend
Melatonin let's the dreams in
Seratonin is for surfing
Adrenalin keeps us running
Endorphine is our morphine
Want to take you
Take you
Want to shoot you through a needle
Want you coarsing
Through my blood
And if there is a cure
Then I don't want to take it
If there is a cure
Then I don't want to know
Cos it's sweet addiction
My sweet addiction
some sweet addiction
You're my Drug
My Drug
You're My Drug
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