Kissing each other with lip dry, not wet
Those days remain a blur to me
Probably why I closed my eyes to see
Something deeper inside of you
Yet even my eyelid's darkness I saw through
Hold up, don't wait
Let that moment dissipate
Turn to waste, everything we saw right
All those nights we both craved a fight
I don't know why I did that,
You don't know what you did back
Great things got fucked around... and
No one pretended to hear those sounds!
Flying high on an endless cloud
Our souls entrenched upon your crown
Dug up those needless memories,
Of restless nights and positivity
Although the gallery questions you and me
I dared not to break our creed
Even though, I think I tried, one of us always cried
We both got tired of paying rent; it
Never accrued and never got spent
Hold up, don't wait
Let that moment dissipate
Turn to waste, everything we saw right
All those nights we both craved a fight
We never cared about clearing away
Rampart meanings we never meant to say
We both got tired of paying rent; it
Never accrued and never got spent"
..... Oh wait, lets go for the TKO...
"First glance, maybe you deserved a chance
But after I tried, too many seconds died
Cleverly, I though I drove further than
Those other just fucking "friends"
Nevertheless, I know my curse is forever blessed
A blissful remedy from your vanity means there's
No more secrets left free
Knock, Knock... Who's there?
God' Damn timely repairs
Repair who? Well, repair you!
I'm sick from breathing in your hot air
Kick the door in, don't stand outside "friend"
How's it feel? To be warm inside my home
Away from gloom, welcome plentiful doom
Heart feeling warm, senseless adjourn
Messed around, got your strings tied
Denying flight, stuck grounded outside
Bet you went all in, removing the shirt, exposing flawed skin
Convinced myself of softness, until I stepped up and screamed
"Your not so Flawless!"
You turned away, shamefully in dissarray
Come on now, lash on out!
Alert us all on Why your silent as you shout!
Knock, Knock... Who's there?
God' Damn timely repairs
Repair who? Well, repair you!
I'm sick from breathing in your hot air
Kick the door in, don't stand outside "friend"
How's it feel? To be warm inside my home
Away from gloom, welcome plentiful doom
One breaks up into two
Always, I knew
Your heartless and unfocused,
Disguised by tasteless Woo."
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