The Aura of Time: the Depressed Thumb Toe Though
***Do me a favor, readers...also, read the second part of this lyric. If you don't, I'll be disappointed...I worked hard on this song. I wrote this all night...took me from 11 PM to 2:30 AM to write this...please respect my writings and read each line. Thanks.***
{intro} I’m depressed because…excuse the awful awkward pause…
I feel like no one loves me…without any incredibly terrible cause…
Ha-ha, please love me, baby; you’re my twinklin’ wine of sublime time
You know dat feelin’ we get when we are on Cloud 7? It’s so CRIME
Have a sun-shining day
Be not doused in dismay
We went our separate ways - yes…I’m quite aware…in distress…I’m a mess…
However, I won’t go cray-cray, ok? I must confess...express…feeling hopeless…
{freestyle} I have the attitude of gratitude…
Trying not to intrude or act rude…I will include you, not exclude you…understood-stood?
We are all not-so-good…
Wish you knew where I stood…
I FELT GLOOM IN MY DOOM ROOM
Brief relief is an aftershock of grief and it’s all good in the hood in my ghetto neighborhood
We are all OH-SO-good…
I’m the leaves and branches and you’re the wood…
Misunderstood in the cell of solitude’s digging-it dreamland
Understand where I stand and take my snow-white hand
I don’t know
What I know
I do know
Your flow
And your wicked wind…a wickedly lovely happily ever after
That goes to and fro…near the river bend…an on-thin-ice disaster
I like being on edge
It’s a privilege
To love you till the day I die
I will not die young, so no worries, don’t cry
Going thru a high and low
Saw your gracious glow
Where do your non-stop growing vines grow?
You should know, my clueless, dark crow
Your peace strife, cuts like a tragedy knife
Makes me think my life is so nervous, kinda worthless
I’m a droll show; a dull spotlight, you know…
I’m a depressed thumb toe –
Not getting the attention
A-head of time though
The head gets the first mention
{verse 1} Hmmmm….mmmm….ooooh…ahhhhh….
Empathy is healing…
I’m tired of dealing…
With your endless bickering, left unheard…
Your quarrels of selfish ambition…
I’m a geek on fleek, a nerd so, so absurd…
What’s gonna happen in our love-hate mission?
The aura of time
Sex, in general, is sublime
But, the right kindah “sex”
Can’t help, but doing the “Netflix and chillin’ like a villain, high on my chill pill and temporary, natural high shared with a friend or foe like OXOX
I’m done with crying (been put on the far left shelf)
Sick of selfishly lying (to myself, to yourself)
Sick of your teasing goodbying
Sick of flying and ending up dying
{hook} What’s your vision and input?
No more imputes…place your foot
On my own…promise me we’ll be on the same boat
You’re shivering cold, so wear my million dollar coat
{pre-chorus} Wow, wow, wow slow down, best buddy and partner…
Drawn to yah for our sake…I won’t put a stop to our love lake…keep going and growing, cupcake…
I’ll think of you, asleep or awake…don’t put me in the back burner…
Don’t put your foot on the brake…resume on, stop assuming that my YOUNG heart will break…
I’m in the front line in your list
Be my friend forever, don’t get me pissed
{chorus} *my creepy voice haha*
The aura of time-time-time
Is so brilliantly sublime-lime-lime
The aura of time-time-time
The aura of time-time-time
The aura of time-time-time
Is so sublime, prime and so-so-so crime…
In a flick of a silvah dime-dime-dime…
Copyright © J.W. Earnings | Year Posted 2016
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