we evolve into a product of society
(Source: girtabaix)
I should be gone but I just can’t get enough.
Fumbling, giggling, silly as ever.
I get like this, after one too many.
But, right now I ain’t even been drinking.
He approached me and asked for a minute,
Which turned into five, then turned into ten
And right now I don’t know how to say when…
So, can I get a refill of your time?
Cause you’re intoxicating my mind.
Feel like a conversational lush.
Cause I don’t know how much is too much.
Sweet reunion, Jamaica and Spain,
We’re like how we were again,
I’m in the tub, you on the seat,
Lick your lips as I soak my feet,
Then you notice little carpet burn,
My stomach drops and my guts churn,
You shrug and it’s the worst,
Who truly stuck the knife in first
The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.
Saint Jerome