By Arcassin Burnham




Like the ghost of your attitude, nice and caring,
Let the feelings brew,
Thousands of problems in the ***,
You gotta mix the stew,
They've done harm to me and they've done harm to you,
Sometimes in life you just gotta be comfortable,
Dealing with people is a must and you can not let them ever get to you,

You must have had a million boyfriends with the beauty you have
Watching each moment as they throw themselves at you like if tool
Wasn't in the dictionary for boys like them,
I got to be different that's why the love comes dependent and all my lust
Is extinguished in flames that I can not comprehend feeling your voice
Inside my ears would be God calling to me then if it's not what it seems,
I could be rushing,
Don't wanna shattered your dreams to keep memories running.