As for music
As for you,
You could be my favorite addiction:
If I would be the type for obsessions,
I think I'd pick you.
At least you've got depths I can drown in,
and smoothness to buff my prickly spine
And darkness enough
For me to get lost in;
You'd be my favorite deception.
Did you know
(Can you tell?)
I don't lie to myself
(except for this hourly basis).
You could be my fatal attraction,
If I would actually believe in inner poisons:
At least you've got nuances I can roam in,
And coolness to tame my wanderlust
And starkness enough for me to die in;
And you'd be my favorite addiction,
Even though I'm not into self-deceptions.