Heart tied to emotion bound by the restraints... Holding on to memories unable to get away... With time passin the present into the past... Running loose leavin the mind beyond tweaky mad... As even crispy fried sides of devotion heals jus before the move of goin on... Flexin in steps skeetin to relevance doin a tad bit more than happiness worn... Seems no matter how it's said life will awaken to a word like fuck... As chuckles push on the ribs to burst through the sides lookin like rivets jus bcuz there's always another chance at luv...