Imminent uptick
Can't resist the power you render on me
Stun me with silence. My empty bed
And heart are fulfilled with expressions of lonely
Nights and days.
Concourse of the circumstances
Got us confused with feelings.
I left for some fancy places,
Done with conquering some free spirits.
Bite the dust.
We used to live watching our restrictions.
I don't know, but maybe there's too many.
Once I was shot by my own ambitions,
So you better be careful playing
Heart games.
Smiles are becoming hostile,
Look of the eye getting kind of askew
Why the hell them threat with a hospital
Those who won't ever be rescued?
Just a thought.
I guess I'm getting too sick of scrimmages.
The devil toss up this shit on our brains.
You say you're too dazed to fuck with deceiving images,
You say you kinda fond of my all complaints
Thank you
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