Once again, Looking for love in all the wrong places. Just looking for trouble I guess. Trying yet again for something that I can never have. But, can I really complain, I still get what I need. Money , girls, booze, drugs, they all slip through my fingers. Pouring, like a river of thoughts down your neck.
Asking for it, who me? I cant help it if i want it. That intoxiacting smell, enflaming, consuming. But Do I dare? Do I have the time for all of that. Hell my memories are no less real then the world that I live in. and so now I am trying something different, can i simply just use people because they are there? It seems to me that they want me to, and who am I to try to stop anyone from self destructing. If only you were more seductive, I think I could almost like this.
Asking for it, who me? I cant help it if i want it. That intoxiacting smell, enflaming, consuming. But Do I dare? Do I have the time for all of that. Hell my memories are no less real then the world that I live in. and so now I am trying something different, can i simply just use people because they are there? It seems to me that they want me to, and who am I to try to stop anyone from self destructing. If only you were more seductive, I think I could almost like this.
u feel a lil bit melancholic?