I've been lost in an abusive state of drugs, alcohol and her.
Usually im cunning yet lately i'm unsure.
She makes me feel a certain way.
Definately not ordinary anyway.
I love her, at least i think i do.
I do and she says she loves me too.
But everytime we wake up to start the day.
That certain way begins to feel a little strange.
Are we in love with the lust we share towards killing serotonin?
Or the way our sex hypnotizes us into those loving moments?
We hold each other all night.
Just to let go in daylight.
She's mine, but she'll never be mine.
I love her, but i can never love her.
Everyone says im lost in a selfish state of her.
Forget the drugs and alcohol.
Im totally addicted to her.
She has me on my knees as i wear her like a crown.
Her legs wrap around my head,
Blocking off all of the world's sound.
And we go at it for hours everytime she's here.
10 times or more a day,
People think we're weird.
She just makes me feel a certain way.
And i love feeling loved,
Even if it's not the real thing.