Doesn't see through proper eyes No vision like yours or mine
You look at that boy See his devilish charm and good looks Feel the animal attraction boil in the marrow of your bones Your thoughts like seamless clockwork
She sees that boy Sees him bloodied and broken Feels the ache to be the one to brake him Her thoughts are misfiring like they have countless times before
You see that girl See her soft skin, hear her laughter Feel the animal attraction rise within you Your thoughts a well practice reaction
He sees that girl Sees her skin peppered in blood, hears her scream Feels the handle of a knife as if it were already in his hand His thoughts are violent perversions on repeat
You glow with love They burn with lust You ignite their sickness They consume your life They devour your death
They talk like you They think like you They speak and walk and dream like you The capabilities of one in the hands of another
All the same, all capable A choice, an experience A love, a connection A betrayl, a lie
Waiting to awaken Waiting to release
Written on March 18, 2010. "Anything ever done, anyone is capable of." -Hatfield