The darkness creeps inside me like tiny ripples in the sea slowly tearing
Sometimes, I forget to cross my T’s you know to dot my i’s Does that change everything
What’s Real Are You Real
Sexy machine pumping iron yet knew how to breathe worldly
why am I always late racing to the gate wondering of my fate you’ll make it is what they say arrive, just another delay
Burning the midnight oil needs one gasoline Standing tall waiting for you with my feathers
Adaptation, Products of our Environment thats where it is what makes us familiar different, unless
Spinning... my stomach was turning laps like some careful swimmers waves flowed over my face trying to swallow I used my arm to shove them away
Little lizard lisps I watch the tip of your tongue I want to feel your tongue slightly peak from your lips as you speak to me
What we can’t have... Addiction... Self Control... Games... Choice...
Just before it strikes a new day, lesser than the 3rd day... I have the gift of insight and I… I get to see things that other peo… .maybe that’s enough,
Something exciting was about to happen I could feel it like energy running all through my body
No strings, no ring for my finger exclusive
Why is it I even question these t… something about you and I intend t… it’s easier when we sabotage then the only feeling is pain & hu… no waiting unexpectedly having it…
What ever happened to the sun? We used to know each other so well you leaned on my shoulder and I felt my world melt the dark side, you know