I'm confused in my thoughts
About someone I want
I want that glamorous face
And those beautiful dilated eyes
praying for this blood stained
Veil of confusion to rise
The thought of him repeats in my mind
Blurring the truth and stirring the lies
twisting in the tumbling fingers of... love?
Crying for the savage truth
To finally rise above
Hiding behind the faces of false emotions
Never forgetting him
Cloning the terrorizing delusions
Until I know about him
All the pain, all the confusion will live on
Getting to the point where I need a pipe or bong
It's growing strange because I'm being
Hacked by cupid and his doves
Still wondering one question:
Is This Love?
