Our relationship is her revolution as I use her to get back at my ex in retribution
Our toxic narcissisms' create pollution
I see our outcome in a 1920 X 1080 pixel resolution
Not clear enough for me to stop but, enough to ask myself what the fuck I am doin
Whose life am I about to ruin
I'll eat your heart out but why I am chewin
We connect and our rewards are lustful
Filled with actions that are "trustful"
but can we get pass our casual demons
We've lost our souls, how can we break even
Her cravings are beyond physical, She calls out to God in a sense non biblical
We make sense of our destruction, thus making our moments memorable
I say "baby we can't do this"
She says "baby I'm not ready to face the music"
Yet the band plays
The curtains close, yet the band stays
We fuck for an encore
Her head pinned against the armoire
Is this tragic?
Is this an old school romance?
The rooted formula to classics
Baby I miss you
"Can't stop thinking about you"'s turn to
"I wish you were inside me. I'm dreaming about you"'s
Fuck This!
I didn't want love and instead I got an addiction
Filled by a hooded practitioner
With invalid prescriptions
Outdated encryption
We've been through this
We're Too old for these woes
We've lived through this
Rockin steady on some ready to die, you and I
Bonnie and Clyde, I'll take a bullet for you
That Insane: gun to your head-give me the trigger-and I'll pull it for you
We need this
in my gentleman mindset I'm doin her a favor
And she believes this
As we hurt each other I stand numb to the continuous, incredulous beatings
Cause my heart was never hers, thus in safe keeping
Are we in her bubble or my person precinct
Preceding arrest, we're in her bed and never leaving
God fix us
God take back your oil and un-mix us
For we are now contaminated blessings
She lends her body to my testimony
And I can't stop confessing
I can't stop
Ruining us
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