When we first met you… I got that feeling, ….that feeling
The irresistible feeling. I don’t know how you do it, but like miss Scott says what you do is crazy baby, im astounded baby, I kind of feel like I’m in an asylum baby.
Every song is our song, the words connect and my emotions interject.
Could this possible be, how it happened is crazy, this love is crazy
Leaving us both confused about the immortal feelings we have for one another.
You brought the floetic vibes back in my soul
Lifting my spirits and manifesting your love through my, what was once weak and concealed heart.
Telling me that my insides were vivid from the moment you laid eyes on my mahogany skin and tight kinks.
The connection was brought about through a divine intervention
What you do is crazy baby, I kind fee like I’m in an asylum baby
Locked up, in asylum due to this love that you have imposed on
Round 2 in this viscous game of love, hoping to not get knocked down,
I wear my boxing gloves
Trapped in the asylum of love, I’m left to conquer and defeat love this time
I refuse to fall, and I jab fear in the eye
I refuse to loose I do an upper cut on my past
Counter- punching it in “his” temple , because it took advantage of my inner temple
I’m claiming my heart back
I take of my gloves
With blood and tears dripping from my face…
I reach out and embrace, then my mind retraced
The referee said you one, you are the champion
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Baby I’m in an asylum for our love, willing to conquer, willing to fight, for what is mine
What we do is crazy baby.
To:u from:me….