Villains of my heart escape
without guilt
freedom will cost
anxiety will talk residence,
butterflies won\'t let me keep my
villains caged in
\"Sabrina\" I wake with thoughts of you.
whole days consumed
It hurts, joyful yet sad tears never come
Only I can feel them
I\'m too adventurous for this
careful doesn\'t suite me well
I soar through mixed emotions for timeless moments
she said \"and if you wanna go to heaven, you should fuck me tonight\" and I wish I could steel the line...
This is why it\'s called falling,
your not in control, but I\'m not him,
I don\'t fall alone ... I\'m not that guy
remember the first smile I saw
I melt again like it\'s the firs time
I should live like it\'s my last day
no.
I said too much, my villain escaped
I don\'t know how to be reserved
I\'ve spent a lifetime rebelling that
oh this rush it\'s not supposed to be like this.
where\'s my clean escape.
fuck I hope I crash land alright
is it okay that I try to enjoy it for the ride that it is,
Or is that selfish self damaging
another villain escaping,
I\'m just trying to figure it all out.
So where was I when I didn\'t get to decide who I ... no I won\'t say it! It can\'t.
relentless butterflies, I don\'t know if I should relish in you or be nauseous by you.
it\'s kinda fun, it sux...
am I crazy, I almost like the pain.
it\'s odd,
I judge people for it... now I\'m guilty.
the villains continue.
I\'d worry about someone if they had as many pictures saved...
I worry about me, but not my intentions, the way I set myself up.
I know nobody\'s framed me as much as I have.
I\'m such the villain ...
oddly the thought of her persists even when I\'m fucked up, alcohol, weed, emotions, stress, I have yet to test more.
is it bad that I have no shame in the dirty thoughts?
it\'s a jailbreak, villains run wild.
oh I wanna be so bad.
is it just lust... shit... there\'s so much that I could almost pretend that that\'s all it is.
but alas, I know better.
I wanna fight with her, I wanna know it was my bad, and feel like such an ass, I want her not to be ready to forgive me despite my sincerity... I want makeup sex because of how healing it is.
I want to be so pissed at her about something that doesn\'t matter, just to know I care so much what she thinks...
I want hours lost bullshiting while cuddling... I want that feeling I get when she can tell I\'m pretending to enjoy something because I know she really wants to do it. Fuck, I can\'t just blame lust, I\'m too much of a hopeless romantic for that.
I fall asleep to the thought of her cuddling me
just villains, it\'s cool nic, their just villains.