• I'm gasping for any air I can find.
    It's slipping through my grip.
    I'm trying to hold onto my sanity, but it's quickly escaping my mind.
    I'm this close to a non-refundable trip.

    These wet blurs are blinding me.
    Making it impossible to see.
    My palms are so sweaty .
    My cheeks are still burning.

    This pain is unescapable.
    Stealing my motivation.
    I don't think I'm capable.
    Of understanding the point.

    You explain so well everything I don't get.
    Your my only reason for existing.
    And if you could only stays constantly wet.
    For you, my body's burning.

    I hate these damn locks everywhere I turn.
    I hate these reproachful looks watching my every move.
    They ask "When will I learn?"
    Learn to what? Not love?

    They're mother ******** fools if they think that a couple extra precations can keep me from you.
    Any sooner then the sun transforms into moon.
    Please wait while this cools down.
    I know you will, cause me and you are bound.