Royalty on the throne. Birthed from the sun, emerged from the snow. Migrated together to createa chemical reaction well known… We are well aware of what happenswhen heats touches the cold. My heart gets soft when I’m around you. Ready to receive the warmth that surrounds you,I feel your heat as you enter the room. …
When was the last time you cried? You wear the suit of fulfillment,but it never properly fits your style. You’re terrible at taking your own advice. I know you’re sick of the pain,you want to take control of your life. But you can’t. Not until you get rid of that fear of mirrors,And discontinue living …
Intro (Marce Smith) Verse 1 (Godspeed2) I feel like I’m the only one that’s left,No remains,Just abandoned.What stood a stable figuresomehow got broke down to fragments.Trying to recover from what happened to my family;Failed relationshipsevolving from misunderstandings.A cold day in the city,someone dead,someone missing,But no matterthe conditions,somehow managedto live with it,And without further admittance,or new …
Death approaches. I witness it close the distance between us, accelerating the inevitable after we failed to secure our first date. I’m not the good guy, I don’t meet the criteria of bad either. The unknown settles my fate as questions on what will follow linger. I like the attention, flattered that the afterlife finds …
Produced by: Godspeed2 & Zevrst Written by: Godspeed2 Recorded, Mixed, and Mastered by: Studio 11, Chicago, Il (2018) Sample Credit:Dragon Ball Super, “A Time to Strike Back” LYRICS: (Godspeed2): And I can feel you pulsating from miles away. Push you out my mind, then you find a way. You got me up, so it’s time …
I wonder if I’m still enjoying myself. Or is my dissatisfaction self-inflicted. I keep saying that I’m immune to repetitious misfits, but finding myself becoming addicted. I hate arguing. I hate feeling like I’m impartial. I hate thinking that everything I do is not good enough, or believing that impressing you is too hard to. …
My mind is plagued in moments of temptation. Pictures of you pop-up in my thoughts and startle sensations. You hijack my attention, humbly welcomed–my favorite invasion. I consent to you taking over my land, you have been permanently stationed. Climb onto my roller coaster, this is your seat to ride on. Calling your name while …
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