By Arcassin Burnham
kissing you,
would take a thousand heavens,
hang me with the rope,
if i ever lose you,
step into the mind of a boy,
with a stonger love,
list of emotions on a menu,
would you like an appetizer,
with your broken heart,
i fell in love with the waitress,
she shot my chest like darts,
and if its any harm done,
just know im sorry for it,
always been as careful as it was accounted for,
but at the end of the day,
its you i wanna hold tight,
but at the end of the day,
its you i wanna hold tight.
Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 8:19 PM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
kissing you,
would take a thousand heavens,
hang me with the rope,
if i ever lose you,
step into the mind of a boy,
with a stonger love,
list of emotions on a menu,
would you like an appetizer,
with your broken heart,
i fell in love with the waitress,
she shot my chest like darts,
and if its any harm done,
just know im sorry for it,
always been as careful as it was accounted for,
but at the end of the day,
its you i wanna hold tight,
but at the end of the day,
its you i wanna hold tight.
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