accustomed to combustion cause excitement from the fighting has divided between
the both of us hoping for devotion but
we're lost within exhaustion over nonchalant promises unconciousness dominates
my thoughts of lust and love but
i'm caught between some other drug with monsterous obligations loving up
(fucking up) when loving up is up above our confrontations
and thus a plug is pulled love is exfoliated from my soul but your shoes i've
never stepped in so an abomination i'm remaining
rich in composition broke in proper limerence fixing somber schisms fixed on
competition critique of opposition
hypocrite of common incisions strive for rid of strife yet we abide by living
life with it try to bottle up my anger but wonder why can't i avoid the bottle
chuggin' dangers