I don’t really understand why I’m treated as such/
When we hug and we clutch, the familiar rush/
But, something’s missing, our eyes linger elsewhere/
Gaze in the distance, no heartbeat felt there/
We lay in bed but we barely talk now/
Used to make good love, barely sparks now/
It’s getting dark now, clouds grow thicker/
Weed with the liquor to numb the pain quicker/
It’s hard to figure how I lost her heart/
A terrible ending, a beautiful start

But, I made an art, I’m a master of hurt/
Wiped away all the tears, on the sleeve of my shirt/
I’m on a search, tryin’ to pick up the pieces/
I read her my thesis, her brow always creases/
We can’t communicate, it’s always facetious/
I still need her, her strength is my weakness
Zion of Zion I, on the track For Your Love (via knomadic) (via jaeboogie)
10/27/09 at 7:12am
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