What, Im talking about that amazing that exquisite leave you breathless kind of love, that constantly feels like new, so comfortable yet exceptional kind of love, where you wanna grab your heart cause it feels to dangerous kind of love, where youre so emotional anything can set you off, that forgiving kind of love, that…
I’m pretty sure by now you’ve heard about who I used to be How I used to move with girls who I could only call “booty” And I know what you’re thinking, you’re thinking I’m still like that That I’m playing you for a fool and doing dirt behind your back But I need you…
Can I ask you for a favour when you see me dreaming enjoying my slumber as if Im holding eternal peace, just leave me be Just pass me by, leave me sleeping until the sun sees it fit to kiss me awake, and give me another day so I can try what I couldn’t do…
I understand if you would base this on past experiences And I agree that it does sound rather suspicious But Im not asking this as a prelude into something else Its just that I want to be honest with myself There is no hidden motive and Im not trying to ruin anything And I understand…
I’m tied to the darkness of my room With chains of loneliness I’m trying to bite through And this bastard called silence, just won’t shut the fuck up Reminding me and telling me, of my old and new slip ups And I’m sitting there on my knees, unable to even zone out Trying so hard…
I lost my previous self, somewhere in between motivation and fun I can hear my old self screaming that he isn’t yet done But motivation got together with dedication and did a hostile takeover Leaving nothing standing as they try to rebuild the future Reanalysing every decision, restitching every suture Trying to build a skyscraper…
I need you to listen and pay attention, grab that wandering mind of yours, sit it down and be quiet, I need you to hear me We have arrived at that dirty thirty with nothing more than a suitcase filled with nothing, there are no papers with plans for the future, there are no blankets…
I had no other choice, it was either that or let him control me Let him dictate my sense of being and sense of safety I didn’t want that, I like being free I like being challenged, being happy And he compromised all of that, wouldn’t allow me to get off track No, he wanted…