Lyrics "Endeavour"

My promiscuous past is part regret part blessing... Though I wish I was a Virgin again, we can not control the trauma and experiences we have, we do learn from them.

Conquest was exceeded
Only few whom were seeded
Sunflower faces sad clowns
Yeah I got, got around

I endeavour heartbreak brief
I attain casual release
The cost is very high
Natural Dopamine cry

Endeavour, Endeavour, Endeavour
Can we get, get, get together
I don't know whether
I want to be alone....

Release was defeating
A chore now even a flaw
Ate away at my soul
Left me eating even bleeding
Side not how much more

Endeavour, Endeavour, Endeavour
Can we get, get, get together
I don't know whether
I want to be alone....

I just don't want to go home.

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

At a certain point, simple release ceases to be satisfying. At that point, if you have put all your eggs in that basket, what you have is emptiness.