Wheres The Love (Forgotten)
Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2011 3:17 am
Forgotten dreams, forgotten schemes foll-ow-ing forgotten things
no more love, no more team I'm lost inside you and it often seems
i've forgotten me, or forgotten you love turned to lust and then to dust
on the cusp, bout to erupt what was once is now a wound with puss
and soon enough, when time adjusts we can readjust and be people
feeling regale, this must be illegal fallin for you was like falling from the steeple
Deceitful and evil, but i love it and hate it with a passionate embrace
staring in your face, scrunched in disgrace with faith in us entirely fake
She's a snake, she's a harlett with hair died scarlet what a bitch what a starlet
she was hard kept, with a hard step she drove my heart like a car theft
she was a smart wreck, we'd start fresh and end up crashing at the end
we'd try to blend, wounds would mend we'd elevate an then descend
our love depends.. was it real, or just a fabrication that we made up
everyday it was the same stuff, fighting battles we forgot the name of
but can you blame us? we started with fire and ended up in flames
tears she drained, with water stains on every one of our window panes
we must be insane, chasing pain like we never were taught the difference
with every instance, we form resistance we assisted it with no assistance
we felt too different.. so sadistic like we like the hurt we gave each other
now i can't re-cover, she smothered me mothered me and breached the cupboard
what i thought, was love was not a forgotten plot now I'm gone an lost
searching for a spot, that my heart has not forgot
no more love, no more team I'm lost inside you and it often seems
i've forgotten me, or forgotten you love turned to lust and then to dust
on the cusp, bout to erupt what was once is now a wound with puss
and soon enough, when time adjusts we can readjust and be people
feeling regale, this must be illegal fallin for you was like falling from the steeple
Deceitful and evil, but i love it and hate it with a passionate embrace
staring in your face, scrunched in disgrace with faith in us entirely fake
She's a snake, she's a harlett with hair died scarlet what a bitch what a starlet
she was hard kept, with a hard step she drove my heart like a car theft
she was a smart wreck, we'd start fresh and end up crashing at the end
we'd try to blend, wounds would mend we'd elevate an then descend
our love depends.. was it real, or just a fabrication that we made up
everyday it was the same stuff, fighting battles we forgot the name of
but can you blame us? we started with fire and ended up in flames
tears she drained, with water stains on every one of our window panes
we must be insane, chasing pain like we never were taught the difference
with every instance, we form resistance we assisted it with no assistance
we felt too different.. so sadistic like we like the hurt we gave each other
now i can't re-cover, she smothered me mothered me and breached the cupboard
what i thought, was love was not a forgotten plot now I'm gone an lost
searching for a spot, that my heart has not forgot