Petals of inexperience
Flowers withering away
Candies thrown on the shelf
Who's responsible?
On the bed
with someone else
Going from retrospect to high-teched
Love travels on a high-speed backbone
It's not where you're at
It's who you're at
Where I'm at?
Over here
Trying
Buying
Some of your attention
affection,
c
l
o
s
e n e s s
and -- FRONTING -- at the same time
but that doesn't quite matter
So/we/dont/have/to/be/so/far
Because we have already gone so far!
but so far I have to question,
weather its working out
The whole thing about
experimenting
with love
over a backbone
Dang, this is so ... nouveau riche
Let's go back to how it used to be
Relive the good old times
Where are we going anyway?
From the cradle to the grave
So why not take
Time to celebrate,
Time to correlate
Perpetuate
Genuate
This love which used to travel
In a dirty vase of red, red roses
With a filthy note that reads, "Meet me at the back"
meet me
at the back
bone
It fit like a glove
The whole cliché of love
It fit like a dream
On the silver screen
It fit like the holes in a tire
Like the hose in a fire
Like the kind of holds that make you retire
It fit like the picnic
With six chicks on this hitlist
Fixin' to fix this kid this quick mix of biscuits
It fit like a turkey in a rump roaster
It fit like getting dirty in a rollercoaster
Doing 90 on the freeway
If only for 2 minutes or so
That we are going off track
Off track, off tangent whatever
Either way it means that we might also
be going
l
i
n
e
a
r
In a world dictasted by the
t c
s o k
m
a
r
k
e
t
Sock your pockets because
The bears make rabbits show their ears
Why-you'll taking a walk in the forest
It's a struggle with quarterly earnings and interest rates
Pay your debts and maybe the interest rates
wouldn't affect quarterly earnings
The struggle between
Doing what's right
and kissing ass
even if kissing ass is right
Take a foke in the road
or just toke a toad
Or just warm up the coke, it's cold
and play that same joke until you're old
why don'tcha ....
"
Y
o
u
'
r
e
b o r i n g :: y a w ns :: , "
is all you could have said
Instead of making me gamble
Because after all I was just
Gambling,
- Anonymously
Flowers and candies are on the shelf
as I lie in bed thinking of love
and then I learn
to love myself
How sweet it is when you're induced
And one day you're introduced
To the one who's been traveling the astral plane with you
all along I never noticed I was too busy kissing ass
Hold on I have to sne-- *ha-choo!*
Why don't we spend some time, we both seem to have a lot of class !
I can only sigh while I'm young