and the antidote is my voice.
You tell me you want me to be a doctor,
because only I can cure your ill.
I say I can only be a doctor at midnight,
because I still have to go to court during daytime.
You say it's OK,
because you're willing to skip your sleep at night,
to get my treatment when everybody else sleeps soundly.
I said you're addicted to my medicine,
so I'll help you to get rid of it.
Then you ask me
whether I prefer you not to be an addict.
It's a big NO.
Because I'm already addicted to you too.
You're my life.
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