I want you
these images
these words
this cold glass
I want you

was this someone's great plan?
to keep us separated?
Watching you
I heard the lies and inspiration
And it all feels empty
since nothing compares
to the feel I imagine
your flesh against mine

I want you
these images
these words
this cold glass
I want you

It's not fair
that night in the city
we spend smiling and talking
and now you're a super start
none of these words effect you
my dreams and my hopes
are clenched in my teeth
the feel of your hand

you're beautiful
the size of your eyes
the swagger in your walk
this flat panel
you're beautiful

i've been pretending
this longing growing inside
these dreams of love
only manifest while drunk
'Cause the world knows
how special you are
and all this passion
is directed at you

you're beautiful
the size of your eyes
the swagger in your walk
this flat panel
you're beautiful

i;ve been hoping
waiting for my chance
to show you these feelings
I've hid from the world
how many more words
could I possibly write
to show you how this feels?
waiting and watching

I'm not ok
I';ve been dreaming of your sweaty self
inches away
from the expected orgasm
your face
full of remorse and loss
haunts me each of these nights
I'm not ok

I have no band
to scream out these lines
Begging for you to find
laying deep inside my bed
Why don't I have to choice
to chance the world
for my very own satisfaction
from your throbbing emotion

biting my knuckles
or bringing the pain
doesn't satiate these desires
and my underside
is begging for your attention
no matter how much Jpop
doesnt bring me any closer
to fulfillment

I want you
your face smiles
at unknown people
asking questions
I want you

if you saw
the life I live
would it inspire you
to come back to me?
I can't ask you
to leave your perfection
your hard earned work
for my indecision

I want you
this silhouette
begs the question
Am I yours?
I want you

all the photos
make me look evil
all these talismans
paint me demonic
all my hopes
break me to bits
all your ability
lessens my value

it's just wrong
to believe in you
coming to save me
and me alone
it's just wrong

to live again
to love again
to find the thing I am missing
To hold someone close
to depend and work for a good
grater than I can achieve alone
for your heart
to me my only
thing worth touching

my own aspiration
breaks them down
and your heart will break
thousands of empty souls
to show us a path
brighter than the sun
while the moon
illuminates our needs

if you came home
perfect hair
perfect makeup
would it be enough
Will you come home?

Did you know your home
lays under comforters
alone and dreaming
smoking and drinking
until you come back
does it scare you?
my existence
shatters your own

my only hope
to bring you back
to hold you here
to keep you with me
i've lost my hope

I am trying
So much to find it
the thing to want
the hand to hold
Your beautiful face
and careless hair
it was easy to
fall hard for you

I want you
these images
these words
this cold glass
I want you

I want you
My aspirations
this knowledge
your perfection
I want you

I want you
these dreams
are not yet broken
My heart breathes
Alone and expecting
My flawed body
my broken dreams
I need you