Impulses

Impulses You don't know what it's like When it comes to you You feel you are losing your mind Let me taste a life Of a normal average guy I don't want to feel This need to be on high Let me tell you That you make me all the stupid shit I have done You can tell me that I'm toxic But it's not going to make me cry I don't want to be your gf But i don't like been for one night Wait the second, day, week or month Maybe one day I'm going to decide Why do all the things are so dangerous and bad Sometimes I do it not to feel sad Smoking cigarettes, taking addicting drugs Drinking alcohol, staying all the night Let me tell you That you make me all the stupid shit I have done You can tell me that I'm toxic But it's not going to make me cry