Mad at myself
Mad at Myself"
I'm trapped in desire's deadly snare
A siren's lure, beyond reason's care
This girl, a killer, with tricks up her sleeve
Playing games, to manipulate and deceive
She craves the blood I bleed
Feasting on my heart's every need
Greedy for control, she weaves her spell
I'm mad at myself, for falling under her spell
I'm the king of this game, or so I claim
Yet she outmaneuvers, leaving me to shame
I underestimated her cunning guile
Now I'm lost, in this toxic trial
Melodies haunt my mind
A bittersweet refrain, forever left behind
Like singing alone, in the dark of night
Addicted to a bad song, with no end in sight
I'm mad at myself, for giving in
To desires that poison, and temptations that spin
I know better, yet I succumb
A prisoner of passion, forever undone
This poisonous allure, a deadly charm
I must break free, before it does me harm
But oh, the struggle, the endless fight
Against the darkness, that consumes the light.
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