I was unconditional back then
You would’ve loved me
I’d have been fine being treated like shit
Ignored and pining
And just so up for it
When I was little I didn’t know love
Only what I thought could be cool
Fucking hell
I was barely out of school
Punted round
Sloshing drinks I’d downed
Sat on laps with mounds
Happy with the fact
I was so easily found
Hands in his beard
And feet off the ground
Knowing any day now
I’d have to come down
And fuck didn’t it come plummeting
Rummaging old clothes
Looking for new soul
Or just a piece
I could feel something in
So much darkness I was summoning
Running in black mood packs
Slumming it
Felt so ugly, dealt so ugly
I was dazing it
But you numb for so long
You abolish revival
No one felt anything for me
So I stopped feeling anything
All thanks to that spiral
Then I put in some work
To awaken
Stood in front of the mirror, naked
Stood in front, naked.
Immature, boring and trapped
That’s not a song
Anyone will scream at the top
Of their lungs
And this cage
Spins from the ceiling where I’m hung
So I’m under the illusion
That I’ve risen to the top
But all it’ll take
Is the locks to pop
For my battered, sorry body
To drop right into your arms
Instead of begging
You to stop.
Begging you to stop.
You’ll never write that about me
You’re just not the type of man
But I don’t know many men
Who can
You’ll never say that about me
You’re just not the type of man
But I don’t know many men
Who can
I don’t know many
Who can.
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 