ask humbly to be forgiven when you return
hi!
Love doesn't need a complicated metaphor
and sometimes nothing needs to be said at all.
Sometimes the person you're with isn't your one and only
and you just fuck with them cuz you're afraid to be lonely
and when you come back, it's too late
So you overcompensate like victims of rape for the self-hate.
Lost in the affection of strangers around you
Instead of the only person that ever gave a fuck about you
Thought you were happy so you didn't come check me
but then when he cheated or treated you incorrectly
you convienently realized you could never forget me
and tried to crawl back in my life unexpectedly.
These are my indictments of those who claim to be righteous
and leave a trail of broken hearts on their way to englightment
but I can't give into hatred or past judgement,
even towards every illusion i've been in love with
cuz the heart that portays itself willingly
is like a nation that trades freedom for stability
it's so seductive to be cold and corrupted
and isolated - trying to be an independent republic
but, liberty: to be loved on the surface is worthless
the sacrifice of revolution with no purpose
take it from a criminal searching for his redemption
cursing at god desperately trying to get his attention
super balls!
Love doesn't need a complicated metaphor
and sometimes nothing needs to be said at all.
Sometimes the person you're with isn't your one and only
and you just fuck with them cuz you're afraid to be lonely
and when you come back, it's too late
So you overcompensate like victims of rape for the self-hate.
Lost in the affection of strangers around you
Instead of the only person that ever gave a fuck about you
Thought you were happy so you didn't come check me
but then when he cheated or treated you incorrectly
you convienently realized you could never forget me
and tried to crawl back in my life unexpectedly.
These are my indictments of those who claim to be righteous
and leave a trail of broken hearts on their way to englightment
but I can't give into hatred or past judgement,
even towards every illusion i've been in love with
cuz the heart that portays itself willingly
is like a nation that trades freedom for stability
it's so seductive to be cold and corrupted
and isolated - trying to be an independent republic
but, liberty: to be loved on the surface is worthless
the sacrifice of revolution with no purpose
take it from a criminal searching for his redemption
cursing at god desperately trying to get his attention
super balls!