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A Woman's War
Love has disappeared in disguise
The illusion of what u think is passion, has turned materialistic
The appreciation of a human being is no longer accepted
What is love for this generation? No one really knows
Am I impressive to you for what I have outside my soul, than beneath it?
Is it how fresh we dress?
Is it What car you’re driving and how much money am I willing to spend? to spark an interest
Who has poisoned the minds of these lost women?
Why are the rarest ones lost in a world of millions?
The proper good women are no longer here as they use to be
The proper materialistic ones are all over like a leaf on a tree
The good girl inside of them is lost in a cage
Dumped in the dark abyss of the ocean and dictated by this new transformation of a woman
This new wave of women claims and think they know what love really is
To them my plastic card is their salvation
Their appearance on my passenger side is why they think I’m a keeper
They’re beautiful maybe even caring for the most part, but highly misinformed
The expectation from what they expect is for me to be a good man
How can I be a good man?
For what you seek will forever change the day I have no more
They expect men to be faithful
But how can I? When your love is not real
Your energy of true love is defined by what car they see
We cheat on you and treat you how we want to
Because you’re not the one in a million every man wishes they have
You’re just like the rest of the others, that hasn’t learned what true love really is
You say we “will never find someone like you”
But the fact is that you’re too blind to see, there are plenty of YOUs right behind you
You traded your priceless beauty for a moment of luxury
When I get bored and tired of you
There is always a next one that has the same intentions as you
With the same spirit, with a different form of body that craves my lust
You all claim you’re different, but you’re all the same as the last
My odd one is the special one we all seek
She’s caring and loving with great morals and depends on herself to move forward
She don’t need me to succeed
She’s the lost one that will get our undying love and loyalty
Her energy is pure within the good and the bad
She’s the ONE that can claim the title of a real man’s heart
She deserves the world and nothing else
Why can’t this change?
Why can’t all women love the soul of man, instead of the outside?
Is it the lack of influence of a male role to teach them proper guidance?
The illusion is temporary and will eventually leave when the dust of our bones no longer exist
Why are there only a few we seek?
The priceless search for the one is what you will never be
Love is blind for what you seek
Your pain and broken heart is the cost of the treasure in men you seek
Your body in exchange for the luxury lifestyle you see
An eye for an eye is what they say it is
Your happiness and love will never breathe to live
Life is what you made it so it is what it is
So Live with no complaints
If my words are too strong, I apologize I’m just keeping it real…
The illusion of what u think is passion, has turned materialistic
The appreciation of a human being is no longer accepted
What is love for this generation? No one really knows
Am I impressive to you for what I have outside my soul, than beneath it?
Is it how fresh we dress?
Is it What car you’re driving and how much money am I willing to spend? to spark an interest
Who has poisoned the minds of these lost women?
Why are the rarest ones lost in a world of millions?
The proper good women are no longer here as they use to be
The proper materialistic ones are all over like a leaf on a tree
The good girl inside of them is lost in a cage
Dumped in the dark abyss of the ocean and dictated by this new transformation of a woman
This new wave of women claims and think they know what love really is
To them my plastic card is their salvation
Their appearance on my passenger side is why they think I’m a keeper
They’re beautiful maybe even caring for the most part, but highly misinformed
The expectation from what they expect is for me to be a good man
How can I be a good man?
For what you seek will forever change the day I have no more
They expect men to be faithful
But how can I? When your love is not real
Your energy of true love is defined by what car they see
We cheat on you and treat you how we want to
Because you’re not the one in a million every man wishes they have
You’re just like the rest of the others, that hasn’t learned what true love really is
You say we “will never find someone like you”
But the fact is that you’re too blind to see, there are plenty of YOUs right behind you
You traded your priceless beauty for a moment of luxury
When I get bored and tired of you
There is always a next one that has the same intentions as you
With the same spirit, with a different form of body that craves my lust
You all claim you’re different, but you’re all the same as the last
My odd one is the special one we all seek
She’s caring and loving with great morals and depends on herself to move forward
She don’t need me to succeed
She’s the lost one that will get our undying love and loyalty
Her energy is pure within the good and the bad
She’s the ONE that can claim the title of a real man’s heart
She deserves the world and nothing else
Why can’t this change?
Why can’t all women love the soul of man, instead of the outside?
Is it the lack of influence of a male role to teach them proper guidance?
The illusion is temporary and will eventually leave when the dust of our bones no longer exist
Why are there only a few we seek?
The priceless search for the one is what you will never be
Love is blind for what you seek
Your pain and broken heart is the cost of the treasure in men you seek
Your body in exchange for the luxury lifestyle you see
An eye for an eye is what they say it is
Your happiness and love will never breathe to live
Life is what you made it so it is what it is
So Live with no complaints
If my words are too strong, I apologize I’m just keeping it real…
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