Just a little more, Just a little more
Before I stop, just a little more
A constant crave for whatever
A bottle of wine or a cigar, one of a kind have become my treasure

I sit here all day and smoke on this bench
Back and forth this thirst not quench
I felt no pain of wanting more
Since few bottle of beer never left a sore

I will have a little more, just a little more
Before I stop just a little more
A hunger can be not just a fine dish of meal
When it is embrace it becomes a starving way to feel

Blind with intoxication this lead
Me to the ground
Monotonously day by day
With this chain I am bound

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i am addicted to habits that might be set back in all my undertakings