Song name: I can't make you love me.
By moKC1ngbird
Announce your vindicative thoughts at me like an inanimate object
I decline every step you take toward my well being
Like a register taking every dollar, like an energy that increases with frequent sources
Getting better to break down and repair like at the gym
We may as well be buddies, the yin to my yang.
Every thought being compared to something unreal.
Yet working out in favor of my destiny.
Maybe im proud, just unanouncing it.
I have strength you can't confirm or deny.
It's nicer that way, my friend.
Intoxicating to be in the depth of understanding.
I have a purpose, well being is not my own.
There is yet time to announce a start to an end.
Without me, were you happier?
As we don't talk anymore.
I'll remember our times, the ones that weren't ordinary in the least, yet i used as stepping stones.
Your purpose is known.
To find yourself others found the purpose you left behind, clarified and given to your well being.
I can't make you love me.
The stepping stones you given were what you would have wanted.
The sun radiates truth on those surrounding it.
I'll remember you as if i carry your ashes to your favorite places.
Rough draft.
Announce your vindicative thoughts at me like an inanimate object
I decline every step you take toward my well being
Like a register taking every dollar, like an energy that increases with frequent sources
Getting better to break down and repair like at the gym
We may as well be buddies, the yin to my yang.
Every thought being compared to something unreal.
Yet working out in favor of my destiny.
Maybe im proud, just unanouncing it.
I have strength you can't confirm or deny.
It's nicer that way, my friend.
Intoxicating to be in the depth of understanding.
I have a purpose, well being is not my own.
There is yet time to announce a start to an end.
Without me, were you happier?
As we don't talk anymore.
I'll remember our times, the ones that weren't ordinary in the least, yet i used as stepping stones.
Your purpose is known.
To find yourself others found the purpose you left behind, clarified and given to your well being.
I can't make you love me.
The stepping stones you given were what you would have wanted.
The sun radiates truth on those surrounding it.
I'll remember you as if i carry your ashes to your favorite places.
Rough draft.
