no days off as I go this life is rough mastery comes slow and most love is fake woman are viscous waiting for a heart to break she's so delicious I know this may be a mistake but I will fall for her Everytime waiting for the call as I create this rhyme I don't have a dime emptiness that's what I feel she gives a kiss that soon will kill thou I just want to feel her body on my body lusting for this moment feeling so naughty left alone in torment hoping to find a way to bring her back I meditate and pray I can mend this crack inside this cold heart no warmth is left inside just a shard smoked in part behind addiction I hide seemlessly lost without her hand such a high cost pains without end