Striving to find right Hiding from limelight My fickle mind thinks I'm fine Cos I rhyme tight And mostly I am But sometimes im not I spend loads of time just connecting the dots But they lead me astray Sometimes I may Find something I think might show me a way But where does it lead, to nothing I need The present's a present I'll take my own heed
Love is **** Love is great Love will take your hand then shake your insides till they're outside as it takes you into space Show you all that life can give Then smack you down upon your face Love is like a gift and it will lift you where you've never been Love is like a curse and it regurgitates your hopes and dreams
Or maybe be that's just failed love maybe I could make another run at it frontline **** guns ablaze with lame *** bits of courage I have mustered out of lust and lack of bustin nutts