Tag: #ATLANTIS

MyDusa

Devil in her mouth, heaven between her thighs, that’s where the red flags go to die
Living on the edge my allegiance I pledge, she get a kick outta making me beg, you gonna want to be high for this she insists, this is a opportunity you don’t want to miss
I think I’m in control but shes pulling my strings, feed my ego my every word she clings, stroke my soul like no other, lights on no cover, my insecurities she embraces, then hits me with those love faces
She gets up and tries to leave, knowing damn well I’m going to pull her by the sleeve and say something to make her believe a future exist with me
She’s reckless and I love her honesty but I’m just as flawed honestly, we’re too much alike for this to be prosperous, we never work our love is phosphorus, Russian roulette with a semi automatic, funny thing is I’m built for it; I want all the static

SEROTONIN

Any ole local joker can conquer the flesh, I want your mind put me in between the happiness and stress, I already know I can make your body tremble, something like a drum stick when it hits a cymbal
We can talk all night no problem with Cee, I’ll even hold you as we fall asleep, wake up and do it all over again, before you get the business; I gotta know you’re all in, I need to know what that mind do, I need to know the demons we fighting before they find you
You ever had your mind massaged  and stroked? You ever felt euphoria from words being spoke? You ever look beyond the here and now? You ever heard a voice so melodic it made you smile?
If I can’t make you better what are we even doing, if I can’t make you better why would I even be pursuing, yeah gift of gab made the spit game super magnificent, when it comes to matters of the mind it is omnipotent
Let those souls connect like Bluetooth, I can feel your vibe that’s enough proof, think about me magically your phone rings, I’m on my way do you need me to bring anything, I’m not the first to explore your body, but I do want to be the first to make your mind my hobby

SAY IT AIN’T SO

Word on the street is that you’re leaving me, I know that can’t be true baby believe in me, what have I done to bring us here? Don’t over correct let me steer, darling what would my life be like if you weren’t near, a little selfish I know, but I promise you I’m not doing you wrong when I’m on the go, I’m trying to illuminate our future and ease on down the road, I swear it was a lie told, if you knew what was on my mind this would be a mute conversation, I think it’s jealousy that put a battery in your back to fuel your emancipation