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Fallin, too fast, clearly... rules dont apply...
cant believe how this goin,
takes too much, im growin weak, low supply..
im in need, i hope you see, what this is doin,
deep inside, inside of me...
im fighting all these thoughts, all these dreams,
all these memories, all these things,
that brought me to my knees...
im fighting what this could be...
this could be something...
this could be, this could be something...
this could be the very thing ive suppressed,
the very thing ive madly expressed ,
the very thing ive compressed...
crushin to a pulp the chance to look at you and cough a nervous gulp.
like back in grade school seein you walkin down the hall,
make me do a double take and run into almost every wall...
if this could ever feel this real forever,
if this could only take away this endeavor,
if this was jus another fever,
i'd be on that Tylenol: laying down next to you who made me a believer..
this could be something... something...
shit.. something is fukin wrong with me thats the sure thing,
started with a regular fling, but this fling shot me through the sky,
otta this world im on some type a high,
higher than the Moon, Sun, the Stars, on our cloud 9,
our souls kicked back givin the world our shine,
we shinin im yours and you're mine,
im lost in your eyes, i cant focus onto your gaze, so divine,
im not drunk, but my heart has been treading in lightening drinks and wine for quite some time...
im speaking as if something meant to be, we coulda been..
but reality just sank in,
i jus hit another wall and i crack a grin,
u walk off with your personal escort,
im not cut out for this hope, or any type of that sort...
this could have been something,
but fate has its own scheme where it does its own thing,
and it has placed me. and you. on different roads.
not even Boy Wonder or Einstein can break those codes.
im on the corner of Broadway and Thot,
this could be something... another lesson taught.