Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Curse of Tongues

::::::: VERSE 1 ::::::::

Those ocean deep blue eyes, tried to motion me over, to my surprise, but i had to walk a little slower, cuz it's been killing me, my homies say you been feeling me, literally, i'm not believing 'em, kinda go with the flow, I've seen you before, the girl every guy adores, but later on ignore your needs, mistreating you, beating you, verbally and physically, im the epitome of a gentleman, i have friends who'll be gentle to your lonely friends, then again, this is the same trend from teen movies, with fat groupies that surround you and hound you saying they found you the right guy, that's why i never ventured to that corner, to talk and ask for that cellphone number, but when the times right, we can runaway from this limelight.

::::CHORUS ::::

The opening has closed,
hoping I rose to the occasion,
but the way in was crowded,
clouded my vision,
decisions need to be made,
or it'll be way too late,
so i'm writing this song,
it's my curse of tongues.

::::::::: VERSE 2 :::::::::

During that split second where our eyes connected, it almost seemed like we fell in love when we first glanced, this is my chance, the golden opportunity, if i dont grasp it, the moment alone will ruin me, your body's wooing me, but gotta act quick, cuz these fat chicks are viewing me, a force of habit, to get to a cute girl's heart, you gotta bypass her ugly friends, it was funny then, but that phrase carry validity, it's stupidity, despising, conniving, planning ways to get rid of me, it's a shame, but i dont take pity on people who play games, say names, blame others, and cover their tracks, simple assholes, making life a hassle, another roadblock, I hope not.

::::Chorus::::

:::::::: VERSE 3 ::::::::

Back to the program, slowjams to hold hands, out with the old plan, time's of the essence, sensing the presence of another wall to climb, trying to get your attention, but i'm out of reach, confessions of a drama queen, feeling incomplete, it was promising, our situation, but i couldn't make any moves, and you're tired of waiting, watched you walk out, without a doubt, your back facing me, i wanted to know you, and show you who I really am, but the moment had to end, i guess it's the way to be, denying my progression, it begs the question, will I ever see her again?

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