but i still love you josh
Step to the beat the devil mocking me//
cant justify the rocking pleasures, that i get from lockin gestures in whatever clever//
i sensed the best words, dispensing textures measured//
in a venture sought to fight and find myself without the treasures//
odds against me, hand to hand..rocking some sad tunes//
the interlude identified, i bent it flying to the moon//
i couldnt grasp the motion sickness, with the quickness of a wrist flicked it inflicted with the evil versus evil again//
200 and 1 bazooka guns that cheated me//
from beginning to end, descending with a pen repeatidy//
so eagerly abstart, a sense of beautiful eating at the scars//
far to close a dfferent way approaching vacant hope//
clentch my fist at angels brew//
sensing silent whispers who?
let the shards of innocence get rinsed within the prints your groove//
Move but cant, run in circles as the beat steps to me//
searching for a cure inside my destiny//