Back at it again eith the light on, n an old idea.
Circlin what I've become with a new way n a criteria.
Opened n back at luv for it's my only endless habit.
Round n round bells r diggin, oh shit, fuck dag nabit.
I'm fallin in n I can't help myself if I wanted to.
Cuz it's as real as worth standin up n givin proof.
Finally comin round my way holdin on n claimin use.
Wantin to get at where it is I'm goin, her relations has a clue.
How in the hell did I find her n become the one that holds her hand.
Standin as a friend I somehow became her man.
So here I go temptin passion to find me winnin the battle.
Turnin on old emotions as if theyve never mattered.
Shes breakin the habit of the dog within n makin room.
N it's the simple things she does that has swept me up like a broom.
I got one more go round if it's her thats diggin deep.
Putin back the pieces of the chips that have fallin away from me.
Cuz im in luv with who she is on some mature natural shit.
Findin time spent is Releasin the depths of her as my fix.
Down inside I feel life escapin into the best of dreams.
Awakenin the truth that always has made me, me.
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