ruchy

Lost in this ocean Of doubt and deception I need an escape from this perpetual motion Longing for hard ground, to stop my regression. You seemed so understanding, but your wants are too demanding. You tell me I'm strong But I guess you were wrong. I hope you find what you're searching for, It seemed to be here, but it must've been lore. Without you in my life, I am lost ever-more, But I will carry on, be better than before. You seemed so understanding, but your wants are too demanding. I still want to be with you, but I find no reason to. [this time won't you please, drive faster]

With a microphone in one hand, most of her clothes left on the floor in the dressing room, an adequate rubbing of baby oil into her ample chest she struts out on the stage and sings the song millionaries twice her age wrote about her needing sex and nothing more from you. As if there wasn't anymore to life. Accompained by numerous entities identified only by their size and amount of baby oil, he adjusts his 3 sizes too big pants to expose as much of his boxer shorts as possible without being told his pants have fallen off and begins explicit after explicit line, infiltrating the mind of his teenaged fans drooling over his accompaniments. A

Insesant rambles of an ever speaking mind. You're out to be a victim, Everything that happens to you, Is negative in its own way. Turning down help and advice, To do what you like, And take all the credit at the end. I gave you the truth I gave you the proof, I gave you everything. But it just wasn't enough, You wanted more from me, The things I could not do. Putting on to me your dreams, Like I chose to deny you, All that time i justified you. I feel used I feel abused I feel everything. There's too much left for me, With you it's stalling, You're too head strong. I can't trust you Can't live in ignorance, I'm falling