Are we infatuated,
falling in love or lust?
Blinded from not testing the waters, we jump in not giving a f**k.
So warm it feels, swimming in deceit.
Are we truly tying our souls to those we don't really need?
Oh, these days it's all for the thrill; worried more about the ****** and less bout falling down the hill.
And I ain't new in this so it'll be foolish to seek out emptiness...
Cuz there ain't no forever in temporary bliss.
We feel nothing in their kiss, hit the switch and turned it all off.
Even the lights begin to dim to keep from seeing the truth within our eyes; dead to a stranger because in someone else's heart we're still alive.
Still alive,
Still alive,
In another place when they're by our side.
Heart carried away the brain just to seek satisfaction,
only way to pretend is to remain in a state of detachment.
Are we moving towards love or slowly sinking in lust, losing all motion, getting knocked out of focus because temptation can be tough.
These days the temporary thrills are all that we need, because we don't know who to trust.
Already knowing what it was;
still calling lust love...