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The War

Montag, August 23rd, 2010

Look, I just want to make you better!
I think I could save you!
But I think I’m bipolar.
I love you then I hate you!
Grued this dame though I hate whoever aint you!
Hate when I cant date you but I also need my space too!
I made room for this love. How foolish of me!
And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky!
So check the verse miss. I aint say I’m perfect!
But you was low on love, what I do; reimbursed it!
And now it hurts to be around or converse with ya!
And what’s worse is before this i had worse with ya!
Now war missiles hand guns and grenades.
The walls I couldn’t break em or take em apart with a tank!
Now momma told me be careful who you love!
G said just rap it up, these bitches actin up!
And as for us, we was different though. Things have gotten difficult!
Try to be Mr. perfect intercontinental, hold up!
You spend your time with your friends all the time!
And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline!
My minds gone evil. You changed with the season!
You had a new clear heart. Guess I was Hiroshima!

So now I need some Xanies, some Remy, and some reefer!
So when this war is over I’m not PTSD’ing.
And I don’t wanna leave her. But you know I got me wondering;
I’m scared to lose love but even more scared to love again….

Why we gotta argue? Why we gotta fight?
I just wanna love you. I wanna make it right
It’s like we both forgot what we were fighting for
So tell me why are we at war?

Yea, they do whatever they want. Whenever they want. And nobody else can stop it!
I’m catching myself depositing these feelings she withdrawal from.
And I aint got the gall to tell my guys el la baba.
So I’m hurting. Me effort is apparent she not fertile!
The anger I’ve adopted. The feelings been aborted.
So now I press ignore if ever Cupid tried to call up!
They call me better now. See when everything is stopped.
And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not!
Notice everything it wasn’t. Realizing why it shouldn’t ever be again..
Cause in the end its not about what you put in!
Fuck kissing and hugging. They love pushing your buttons.
New love is so beautiful! Time just makes it ugly!
But fuck it i accept it. no longer will neglect it.
If a period is late then I will mark it with a question…?
That mean I never trust em. And if you ever love them!
Know that favorite girlfriends turn into crazy baby mommas.

The war!

Now why we gotta argue. Why we gotta fight
I just wanna love you. I wanna make it right
It’s like we both forgot what we were fighting for
So tell me why are we at war?