It feels like it’s been to long since I’ve picked up the pen
Lay your cheers near my tears and we’ll pick up again
Shooting your blood down my veins, you drive me insane
I don’t think I’ll ever be the same again
And lay your lips on me
Lay them and make me free
It’s too much too fast, but it’s not wrong at all
When it’s all said and done
You’re way too caught up to admit you’re wrong
If I’m letting you fall into your doom, then let me through;
let me into your room.
I know you don’t want this and it may be too much
but the way you look at me begs for this touch
I’m just a review of the energy, the monstrosity,
the caught up synergy.
Take it away and take away my pain
I’m sick of playing the same old game
This is my final move
You’re losing the war
You can’t offer a truce.