A song about the push and pull of attraction and connection
lyrics
Well I have been losing sleep again
Heart pounds as my mind comprehends
Something that's at its beginning
But projections bring us to the end
And I'm not used to this kind of walking
On a path I had long ago forgot
Yeah it's usually me doing the talking
Right now it is you who writes the plot
Is it up to you?
Your truth
My bruise
Your youth
My pleasure
Do I need the proof?
To lose
My need
Your greed
My leisure
Well I tried to box it for a while
But boxes make us run for a mile
So much information to compile
It all goes out the window when we smile
And I'm not used to this kind of meeting
In a place where my feet don't touch the ground
In a place where our two hearts are competing
For who's heart is the last one to be found
Is it up to you?
Your truth
My bruise
Your youth
My pleasure
Do I need the proof?
To lose
My need
Your greed
My leisure
Standing on dirty streets my heart's beating and tied up on you
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