Just Another Love Story

State of obscenity
Cheering on inimically
Bound, beaten and bruised
In which the state I love you

Frolicking in despise
I'm shielded from your eyes
Taking you from the back
Is the story of our lives

You plea for immunity
Something you clearly don't want
We continue on brutally
All is justified in creative renaissance

All said and over
Despise becomes my Prize
As you rest upon my shoulder
I sleep with love in closure