Dear......
Posted: Thu Dec 08, 2011 9:06 pm
[video]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfAsZGXPzjo[/video]
Hey how's it going...I know things might seem like they changed but let me catch up
It's been a long while baby...and the game may seem a bit messed up
fess up...it can't change unless these kids are playing dress up
tight jeans, shirts tucked in while they tryna figure out depress-shun
as I preach the lesson, change direction like theres no other options
correction..there is no other option when your in my presence
I left love at the alter, only to alter the plans in my confessions..
God had fear that someone so fierce, could actually see those mirrors
a reflection of peace in those ears, "hello" whispered into yo fears...
as I wrote my love song...Autumn gonna miss me...Summer tried to diss me...
I said "Fall back", time is short....but I've been movin' too quickly
she grabbed me...shift me, said we're not leavin' till she's seizin' with me
I let the breeze just lift me, as I coughed the feelin' is seemin' sickly
couldn't understand it, I guess theres another reason shes with me
I don't see what she see's in me...kinda funny when you think of it
cuz what I showed her...could easily get her the ice rink of it
Winter is on the brink of this, arguing over what distinction is
cuz she don't understand the fault is mine as I start to rethink a bit...
maybe my stupidity influences me, to drown in pain but express it musically
but if I use the wrong influencing..what do I get when I'm abusin' me...
I'm abusin' her, and all she ever knew of me, so I re-plan it all crucially
tryna understand why this is amusing me, cuz she appears to be a muse to me
so I usually, mix her in my work, hoping never to desert her while she's hurt
act irresponsibly, I'm a jerk...I know, but I'm just a masterpiece in work
so with the right tools being dispersed, the right feelings and concerns
maybe one day I can complete the patterns that seem to be felt like inershh...uhh
well..you get the point...a leakage of actions spread upon the canvas
delivered and pattened...so no one could coin off of my compassion
which has had him..meaning I...twisted in my very love...my very passion
am I finished....who knows the possibilities
Hey how's it going...I know things might seem like they changed but let me catch up
It's been a long while baby...and the game may seem a bit messed up
fess up...it can't change unless these kids are playing dress up
tight jeans, shirts tucked in while they tryna figure out depress-shun
as I preach the lesson, change direction like theres no other options
correction..there is no other option when your in my presence
I left love at the alter, only to alter the plans in my confessions..
God had fear that someone so fierce, could actually see those mirrors
a reflection of peace in those ears, "hello" whispered into yo fears...
as I wrote my love song...Autumn gonna miss me...Summer tried to diss me...
I said "Fall back", time is short....but I've been movin' too quickly
she grabbed me...shift me, said we're not leavin' till she's seizin' with me
I let the breeze just lift me, as I coughed the feelin' is seemin' sickly
couldn't understand it, I guess theres another reason shes with me
I don't see what she see's in me...kinda funny when you think of it
cuz what I showed her...could easily get her the ice rink of it
Winter is on the brink of this, arguing over what distinction is
cuz she don't understand the fault is mine as I start to rethink a bit...
maybe my stupidity influences me, to drown in pain but express it musically
but if I use the wrong influencing..what do I get when I'm abusin' me...
I'm abusin' her, and all she ever knew of me, so I re-plan it all crucially
tryna understand why this is amusing me, cuz she appears to be a muse to me
so I usually, mix her in my work, hoping never to desert her while she's hurt
act irresponsibly, I'm a jerk...I know, but I'm just a masterpiece in work
so with the right tools being dispersed, the right feelings and concerns
maybe one day I can complete the patterns that seem to be felt like inershh...uhh
well..you get the point...a leakage of actions spread upon the canvas
delivered and pattened...so no one could coin off of my compassion
which has had him..meaning I...twisted in my very love...my very passion
am I finished....who knows the possibilities