Facing a broken mirrored image of myself Pulled in the direction of love Committed to doing everything right for love Then love proved that I’m doing it wrong Often convinced by love that its me Then love proved that theory is false
I once thought I could be as great as sejong the great Read all history books and brochures Never ending poem love Came in like a wildfire Geek life got fun I could fry them all in a pan Out of nowhere I became Solomon Started to admire the moon Night became more beautiful
Your eyes bleed mystery So, I fell for you Your hair, fake, like yourself So, I fell for you Your voice is an earthquake So, I fell for you Your hands touched everyone So, I fell for you I know you’re bad for me So, I fell for you.
Love, so colourful and magical yet blind at first changes just as swiftly as the seasons change, love perspires ever slowly and inapparently, till it is lacklustre and lost in the air forever, Replaced with pretence for the sake of old times, masking uninterestedness with a fake curiosity. Lies come freely as one tries not to be obnoxious. But seemingly, both are trying not to be insolent, with both professing about love in the air tonight, even when neither feel even a pinch of it in heart.