Saturday, April 5, 2014

Honesty for Robberies

I imagined you walking in
The shadows on your silly grin 
Your words resonating hot with sin

There was oil in my blood
Or maybe something slicker 
Tried to thin you off my mind
But you're only getting thicker

I hardly even know you
But I feel you like the sun
I could stay right here forever
But I really have to run

It's that humanistic fever
Denial of the truth 
When your turn off the receiver 
And try to seem aloof

Honesty for robberies
There's passion in the pain
Your eyes avoid my contact
But I feel it just the Same