April 24th, 2006

the-gi het-gi gi-het(heat) get-hi hit-eg

Too Much

argh i die inside outside all over
never never successful in love
approaching wrong
speaking wrong
regarding wrong
what happended to the good times
took every chance to save it
shes a shamaness
beautiful in every way but few
speaking harshly, seeking
wanting, longing for climax
i see the truth now
did she truly love me
she said so
many times
tangled and embracing
what was it she loved
what is it i love
i cannot see anymore
every direction full of mists
every path barred by thorns
only she is clear to me
i love her and know
she tries to hurt me
while trying not to
such fire and pain
to love someone
full of hate