My mind is boggling
Yet I know it is forbidden
Society is not yet to accept
Entire empires fallen from actions like this
Control is the key
Reality is flowing trough my brain gets dissorted
Ends up with thoughts of you
Trainwreck is what I should call myself
Another glance of those eyes
Nothing else would stick like that
Glued to my retina
Everytime I close my eyes
Losely falling into your arms when my mind is going offline
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