A lack of self reflection caused a tumult of upset
A lack of self determination cause a wave of missed opportunities
And it was the lack of understanding that meant we weren't meant to be
Its hard really to self confess an ending which has not yet happened but when you know deep down it's propably meant to end
Not out of hate or a concern that became an all consuming factor over time, but
A lack self diagnosis that meant I struggled to spot the problem
An abundance of youth which meant we were meant to learn not love.

Am I really the coward when I never even knew what I was fighting for ?

Long live Hermes victim of one fatal lie
When i see myself in him they deemed him as a prize
Not something that he'd  won but someone he felt he deserved
But can a slave be a lover when he's only forced to serve

Pretty always the aim but presumed as the ultimate goal,
Or maybe you're only defined as naive
Hermes just and island too fragile for your seas
A boy made a man buy a misconception of love
His silence so deafening since you talk his ability to talk

His freedom and independence tarnished by insults
Discredited and owned by the future emperor of Rome
Truly he was the slave but I thought he would've been more

When two lives intertwined then you talk his and crushed it in the jaws of your power
They aim for the head but the brain the use is so lower

Hopeless City please remember me when I end up forgetting myself,
Hopeless City please guide me when I take a wrong turn in hope of finding something new,
Hopeless City please don't leave me like so many others have before you
Hopeless City, crowded buildings, empty streets but night life booming,
Master of fait, future keeper, love maker, love stalker all consuming
Hopeless City please remember when I end up forgetting myself,
Hopeless City please don't lose interest and turn your attention somewhere else,
Because I'm not much but I'm something,
Im swimming when your sinking,
Nights alone, *** drugs and drinking,
Hopeless City please we're both falling but at least we're not alone,
Hopeless City please don't forget me for your my only home

Made of milk and bathed in honey,
Eyes like gold,
Nails fine like money,
Teeth like sugar and a smile like dimes,
The Man Of Lace was everything
Everything but mine

Find me lying outside your room,
Wearing only Black Couture,
Rose by Rose your dragon tattoo,
**** for me and I'll be yours

Thunders lighting up your walls
Sat reminding of all i had before
You sit and sing about my Black Couture

Staring down at your car
Infidelity tattooed on your arm
So tell me what did you expect the consequences to be
What more did you expect me to endure
Not a man of silk or an ethical being but at least I was yours
All of me and more

I shot
And buried you in Black Couture