Loves Casualty - Me If love is a battle than just call me a casualty I try and fight through every wound this war is dealing me Bleeding out like a river from this self-destruction and needing help from my enemy with her sweet seduction Falling victim to her eyes they shine like the stars It might as well be a crime yeah Im trapped behind bars The bars to her heart now I cant pass through She has fears as her gaurds and tears as a reminder Not to be the prime suspect of a broken soul too Shes like a time machine stuck in my head I travel back to the past to analize what Ive said Think of ways I couldve fixed us so wed have a future Instead today in the present Im a broken preacher Its like Im deathly sick and she is the doctor But lost her instuments and cant perform the procedure You see the procedure is my cure While the instruments are her faith Im a patiant that severely needs her But shed rather take her vacation days
Posted on: Fri, 11 Apr 2014 18:42:30 +0000