madeinNY

A/N: This is unedited, so HELPFUL critism is warmly accepted.
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Your hands are like magnets attracted to glass bottles
And when you've been there and back
How can you not stop?

You must know,
it's killing her.
Killing all of us.

So much for 99 percent.
You seem to always fall within that rare 1.

I know she has a reason
But she has to understand,
one person doesn't represent
what the rest of us conclude.

This story's about different people.
It's not about us.
It's about them.
And what they do to us.

Who we are
and why they do what they do.

Your hands are like magnets attracted to glass bottles
And when you've been there and back
How can you not stop?

You blackout
You don't know what you do.
You've been there and back.
How can you not stop?

Most people never have taste
what we consume every day
from you guys,
who just don't stop.

The fact of the matter is
You'll be back in there within a year

It's a disease.
An obsession.
You can't stop,
can you?

It's your fate
Not ours.
We can't control it.

All we can do is have false hope
from when you tell us,
99 percent.

Well...so much for that.

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