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Caged Love
Running through the dark..
Shadow flames licking my feet. I need someone to rescue me from the darkness..
Of my own heart.
Fuck this shit. *walks away*
Maybe I should just go gay.
I want to be loved and and cared about.
Most people tell me my head's in a cloud.
To wipe of my face, I look like a clown.
They don't get it, they don't understand.
How many cards do I need to show my hand.
I just want one thing out of my life.
Something that can stop all the pain and strife.
There's someone else out there, who know's what I'm saying.
Who feels these demons,
See's these dragons I'm slaying.
The word is alone, buddy.
I don't want a easy girl, or her mother, Ms. Slutty.
I need the girl who holds on tight.
And won't let me go without putting up a fight.
I need to be loved by a vixen of passion.
And caressed by the touch of a lover's fashion.
Put an ear-to-ear grin on my long face,
I just want a little taste,
Of what it feels like to have reciprocal love.
But I want someone who'll push back when I shove.
A match to my wits to say the least,
And to calm the withered beast.
Because on the inside he rages,
Breaks through the cages,
In my heart.
And reveals to me what I've lost.
But it's sad-
He think's I've lost what I never had.
I'm falling, but not in love.
Just falling, just because.
Shadow flames licking my feet. I need someone to rescue me from the darkness..
Of my own heart.
Fuck this shit. *walks away*
Maybe I should just go gay.
I want to be loved and and cared about.
Most people tell me my head's in a cloud.
To wipe of my face, I look like a clown.
They don't get it, they don't understand.
How many cards do I need to show my hand.
I just want one thing out of my life.
Something that can stop all the pain and strife.
There's someone else out there, who know's what I'm saying.
Who feels these demons,
See's these dragons I'm slaying.
The word is alone, buddy.
I don't want a easy girl, or her mother, Ms. Slutty.
I need the girl who holds on tight.
And won't let me go without putting up a fight.
I need to be loved by a vixen of passion.
And caressed by the touch of a lover's fashion.
Put an ear-to-ear grin on my long face,
I just want a little taste,
Of what it feels like to have reciprocal love.
But I want someone who'll push back when I shove.
A match to my wits to say the least,
And to calm the withered beast.
Because on the inside he rages,
Breaks through the cages,
In my heart.
And reveals to me what I've lost.
But it's sad-
He think's I've lost what I never had.
I'm falling, but not in love.
Just falling, just because.
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