Love is a battlefield, but lust is a [sweet] torture chamberA Poem by Chaos ComplexMore lyrics. Sexy time, on.She says I'm sweet. I told her I'm honest. She makes my heart beat faster when out of that dress. I'm a sucker, And she loves my flavor. She says I taste like, Naive romance, Burning on her tongue.
And I'm a prisoner. Just a prisoner of this. Baby's got me chained and shackled, Honeys got my brains mixed. This isn't what I expected- But I can't say I'll complain. I just feel like such a hypocrite, From such purer days!
I want the fire. She wants the moment. She'll scream my name just to have it. I used to say I'd never travel down this road- But this girl's got such a strong hold. And I'm not expecting nothing- Just a place to rest my head. Almost like her, When she's got her cheek against my chest!
And I'm a prisoner. Just a prisoner of this. Baby's got me chained and shackled, Honeys got my brains mixed. This isn't what I expected- But I can't say I'll complain. I just feel like such a hypocrite, From such purer days!
She's far from average. Got me breathing rapid-ly. I'm still dazed by what she's teaching me. She's what my friends warned me all 'bout. Impurities coming from the sweetest mouth- [That's ever been on me.]
And I'm a prisoner. Just a prisoner of this. Baby's got me chained and shackled, Honeys got my brains mixed. This isn't what I expected- But I can't say I'll complain. I just feel like such a hypocrite, From such purer days! © 2011 Chaos Complex |
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1 Review Added on October 24, 2011 Last Updated on October 24, 2011 AuthorChaos ComplexFLAboutI like to express my emotions and feelings in poetry. I write a lot of rap/hip hop stuff. I'm really vulgar. Deal with it. I don't get many reviews, but thank you to those who even bother to re.. more..Writing
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