love is the drug you never want to come off of,
the sense of attraction,
the ultimate satisfaction,
of mind body and soul,
the sensation everyone wants to know,
the addiction that breeds peace as easily as conviction of your hearts every beat,
waiting for the next time you meet the dealer on the street of your emotional city,
true love with no pity for the urges you choose not to fight,
the cravings you hold on to for spite,
against those who say it is an impossible endevor,
to find the one meant to be forever part of your existance,
holding on with no resistance to the only thing that matters in the world'
be you man woman boy or girl.
a high you can't deny,
the fix you crave as you cry,
broken and torn hiding from the pain and scorn you bore upon youself'
weighed against your emotional wealth on the scales of your heart,
playing the part of judge and jury upon your own thoughts,
condeming yourself for the things you fought for once before,
shaken from the thought of nevermore,
withdraw from a dependancy,
tossing aside your own personal legacy,
to wallow in the shade of the darkness you bade into your own memory,
the hint there,driving deeper into where you wish you could bleed into nothing,
still caught on that one thing that will bring you back to reality,
the place that satisfaction will always be,
the notion of you and me.
the sense of attraction,
the ultimate satisfaction,
of mind body and soul,
the sensation everyone wants to know,
the addiction that breeds peace as easily as conviction of your hearts every beat,
waiting for the next time you meet the dealer on the street of your emotional city,
true love with no pity for the urges you choose not to fight,
the cravings you hold on to for spite,
against those who say it is an impossible endevor,
to find the one meant to be forever part of your existance,
holding on with no resistance to the only thing that matters in the world'
be you man woman boy or girl.
a high you can't deny,
the fix you crave as you cry,
broken and torn hiding from the pain and scorn you bore upon youself'
weighed against your emotional wealth on the scales of your heart,
playing the part of judge and jury upon your own thoughts,
condeming yourself for the things you fought for once before,
shaken from the thought of nevermore,
withdraw from a dependancy,
tossing aside your own personal legacy,
to wallow in the shade of the darkness you bade into your own memory,
the hint there,driving deeper into where you wish you could bleed into nothing,
still caught on that one thing that will bring you back to reality,
the place that satisfaction will always be,
the notion of you and me.
