Push me too far and I will tumble over the
Make my heart stop and
I'll listen to what he says.
As much as I'd love to stay and chat
The more you pull me in, the next step I take
On my final step, I wonder,
If I lived a life truly filled with fire;
To lavish in moments filled with heat
Trapped in the feeling of ecstasy.
Tumbling, trapped and taken
As I see myself much as the latter,
crazed in a world of lust in rage
All I want is to see your face.
As much as I'd kill to steal your final breath
Mine was short-lived, cursed with
your name escaping my neck.
Stepping back I plummet,
Down below where light cannot tarnish
these raw emotions of darkness and distress
caused by the feeling of love,
I'd rather become heartless...