I find myself being infatuated with beauty
If I see something I want then I grab it
It’s not a life style, I’m actually tranced for a while
I’m not here for you to spill your heart
I look at you like a work of art
I don’t want you to care about me or ask about my day
These petty things will just get in our way
Some people believe in matching flames
Some might even go in search for their soul mate
In reality it’s just looking for someone else to blame
They’ll blame you for their insecurities
They’ll make you their reason to worry
When I look at you I see you as a work of art
I wanna kiss you all over but don’t know where to start
I don’t want to taint your portrait
Our cosmic connection can’t afford it
I rather be a irresistible memory than a long term commitment
Maybe I can be your life’s biggest disappointment
I want my rhythm to match the stroke of your brush
Take your time, slow your pace, don’t rush
If you return that’s my golden prize that I’ve earned
You find yourself infatuated with my beauty
You find comfort in knowing you induce me
I’ll have you tranced for a minute, maybe even a few
Then it’s back to doing what artists usually do
You’re in my collection of some of the greatest pieces
With your memory my heartbeat increases
Don’t worry this is not a love letter, I know better
Love is not my drug