Same Old

CodeRiot

I've been sitting here since who knows when
thinking about her, and them, and then
I feel this urge to stand up
and walk out that creaky door
down the road
to the end
and do what I've always avoided

being inside you
I feel so much better
the warmth of touch
the senses flushed
I need you to feel alive
otherwise I'd surely die.

I keep forgetting who i want to be
when the chance presents itself
sitting right in front of me
I'm so slow I barely see
what I want just walked away
and I'm left wondering why

being inside of you
I feel so complete
the warmth of touch
the senses flushed
I just want to feel alive
cause I nearly died.