Play with love: I rather play with fire
Because there`s nothing worse than loving a liar
I got pain and I won`t let you see the scars
Put in your sky and I’ll be the stars
Don`t live fast my heart is in a cast
What’s the point if good things don`t last
No need to blast, I fly alone
This world is cold that`s why I make the sky my home
Words but no action:
Always subtraction
Hot lies but cold passion in my heart but she left my soul
Maybe I should put myself on cold
Or I’m cursed to get the worst of the bunch
I heart you crunch: have my heart for lunch
How did it taste I can`t stand to look at your face
Maybe I don`t need a running mate in this race
I played with fire mistaking it for affection
But passion isn’t the equivalent of love’s reflection
He noticed my emotional defacements
Swooped in and promised perfected replacements
But good things… no… they don’t last
And for the sake of companionship, I put myself on blast
…afraid of flying alone…
Yet alone, here I stand
Because fabrications fester into full-fledged lies
And lies are the reasons why whole hearts die
Vexatious, the inclinations I held dear in regards…
To finally finding and touching the sky’s brightest star
But he dimmed on a whim and I’m through
Love was like hip hop turned to blues
All on the same track…
No need for a running mate on such a narrow path
© 2012 all rights reserved by authorshttp://www.youtube.com/user/jdpakalilblaze?feature=results_main
Because there`s nothing worse than loving a liar
I got pain and I won`t let you see the scars
Put in your sky and I’ll be the stars
Don`t live fast my heart is in a cast
What’s the point if good things don`t last
No need to blast, I fly alone
This world is cold that`s why I make the sky my home
Words but no action:
Always subtraction
Hot lies but cold passion in my heart but she left my soul
Maybe I should put myself on cold
Or I’m cursed to get the worst of the bunch
I heart you crunch: have my heart for lunch
How did it taste I can`t stand to look at your face
Maybe I don`t need a running mate in this race
I played with fire mistaking it for affection
But passion isn’t the equivalent of love’s reflection
He noticed my emotional defacements
Swooped in and promised perfected replacements
But good things… no… they don’t last
And for the sake of companionship, I put myself on blast
…afraid of flying alone…
Yet alone, here I stand
Because fabrications fester into full-fledged lies
And lies are the reasons why whole hearts die
Vexatious, the inclinations I held dear in regards…
To finally finding and touching the sky’s brightest star
But he dimmed on a whim and I’m through
Love was like hip hop turned to blues
All on the same track…
No need for a running mate on such a narrow path
© 2012 all rights reserved by authorshttp://www.youtube.com/user/jdpakalilblaze?feature=results_main
