I GOT TO GO

Spare me the heartbrakes and the 808's, we all cannot relate on the state the mental fate, we teaching words of hate, but for heavens sake, we have the under thoughts that cannot take, your actions our becoming fake and disillusioned, the art of the fore thoughts of confusion

You want to talk to me, these things never can accomplished for free, we lied and decieve with nothing to believe, crisis to achieve, nothing have its lessons to recieve, now look at me then turn back onto you, the mirror is just a picture but a thousand cannot envision us, we confused the love with the lust

Then we cannot build on nothing without trust, cuss and fuss, I got to go if I must, looking at the turmoil and the raptures, captured by desire and your world was set on fire, tired of the rant and rave, its like you want me to be stuck in the cave

A slave to your own emotions and nothing that can cameloflage the approaching, what are you focusing on, that day when I will turn my back and I will be gone, I put up with all your stuff, is this relationship reached its peak now the future is not often we both refused to seek, opposites dont attact

The motivations we both lack, motivates us to get side track, in fact, we juggles the button, daring which one of us to press it, looking into a compromise prediction, we refuse to sit down to listen, stubbornness is another means for a break-up, I guess its to late for a wake up,