Your heart is set to dwell and drag on constant ties you seek
For those who wish to lay with you are those you shall not keep
Sickened by a piercing blue I wish I wouldn't lust
Not me, not you, not everyone is someone who I'll trust
You're just so imperfect It's so sick I hate the site
You may be so imperfect but to me it's only right.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 7:44 PM UTC
Your heart is set to dwell and drag on constant ties you seek
For those who wish to lay with you are those you shall not keep
Sickened by a piercing blue I wish I wouldn't lust
Not me, not you, not everyone is someone who I'll trust
You're just so imperfect It's so sick I hate the site
You may be so imperfect but to me it's only right.
