The Romantic

I’m afraid of this emotion

affection ain’t a crime

just never the right time

I’m building excuses like a wall

Tripping like Humpty Dumpty about to fall

brick by brick I build my own tomb

maybe just stop, chill pill, take a breather,

touch her, feel her, man I want to see her

like business men worship the money

I just worship love

So I skip the fast stacks, quick cash

money rats, ass hats, the whole zoo

just to be with, cuddle with, dream with, my own boo

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