untitled for once

i am in love with how this is turning out.

"feel it out in your head, everything...."

miss flack, said i still want you back.

you've got your innocent eyes
and i'm cliche'
distanced myself
but now my head's okay

three years and i'll never stop counting
and i wanted what i never had
self-esteem engine gone dry
my head is a cave-mural
you're the keyhole i look through
i can't believe my luck for once
what a catch, donnie
when i said i'd be fine i lied
but now i can say it straight
what a weekend can change
i wanna hold yr hand forever.


oh, is it love?

soul music aint just somethin you can fake

i was just meaning to dip my feet and now my head is swimming.
i over commit and underestimate.
i am not what i think i am
i am not what i think i am.
i am not what i think i am.
keep dreaming
and
eventually
those dreams will
wear themselves



out. everything of human creation breaks overtime.


well-aware and well armed
i keep my charm at the bottom of my belt
simplified 'it's complicated'
i am at the bottom of the ocean counting the rest of my days
heart like an iron cage
cynicism of an older age
and i will never believe in anything ever again.
listen.

what?