Love Errors
I can never die if my words live on
Unless someday somebody scratches the name off my own gravestone
Unless someday somebody scratches the name off my own gravestone
With a white or grey marker and a dark black stone
It's a cole world out here, respect my tone...
We're all amateurs in this life but claim to damage her
She holds us by the balls everyday, that's just her character
On to the next one, like the days on a calender
She tells'em she loves'em but affection's just a game to her...
My common sense is absent during her presence
Sensing she brings shit to the table like asses or assonance
I break her stance in order to take my chance
So she won't make me open pandora's box with my hands
I lay waste but she's too busy with her waist
It's a cole world out here, respect my tone...
We're all amateurs in this life but claim to damage her
She holds us by the balls everyday, that's just her character
On to the next one, like the days on a calender
She tells'em she loves'em but affection's just a game to her...
My common sense is absent during her presence
Sensing she brings shit to the table like asses or assonance
I break her stance in order to take my chance
So she won't make me open pandora's box with my hands
I lay waste but she's too busy with her waist
A barren wasteland filled me with hate
I walked back to the path I had walked passed
To crossed paths with destiny, the serial killer of fate.
I walked back to the path I had walked passed
To crossed paths with destiny, the serial killer of fate.
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