&Locus

My love and my worry in my hand.
And a seed no one would will to plant.
It hovers over me.

Throw away this stigma and this crutch.
I know I face defeat; I know the touch.
It judges what it sees.

So stay within my sight while I expand my view.
Stay inside the lines & stray from something new
A fuck from me to this, a fuck from that to you doesn't mean much to me.

It hovers over me.
It judges and it sees what made me promise these things:
a fading popular.
Now I'm withering, and so solitary.
Now I'm out the door.

And I'll take with me this decaying charrade - so past prime
like two years of a life.

We sold our innocence.
We lost our dilligence.

Throw away this stigma and this crutch.
I know I face defeat; I know the touch.
You've played the fool to me again.
I've seen both pills, you're won (sic)
That's why I want you to
Stay within my sight while I expand my view.
Stay inside the lines & stray from something new
A fuck from me to this, a fuck from that to you doesn't mean much.

It doesn't mean anything.

Lyrics by Bradley J
© 2012 Opioid Music