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Mind Won't Behave

 

Mind Won't Behave

(альбом: Sloppy Seconds Vol. 2 - 2005)


I try hard not to think of you
But my mind won't behave
To find a piece of love I can save

There you are in your car, blowing breeze through your hair
We ain't even met yet, so for no reason you there
Riding on my mind with your seat on recline
Looking fine as wine, sitting in a cellar with time
I engage ways to exchange names in your gaze
Minutes became days, watching sun glaze in your face
Step out your ride, guys hinting at hitting what shakes
But I'm wrapped up in your thighs, complimenting your waist
And can taste that strange fruit, no make-up you plain cute
Define you as a dime? That's a crime, that ain't loot
That buys gumdrops and blow-pops for cheap cravings
You diabetic sweet, I need shots for behaving
I wonder, are you a figment of slumber?
Is my brain a mess, do you exist in the flesh?
Are you front row at the show with breasts that peak through your dress?
If you don't let me know, I'll go and speak to the rest, because...

I try hard not to think of you
But my mind won't behave
To find a piece of love I can save

Girl I was caught up, soon as you entered my line of sight
Flashed that ass, I'm like bass, hooked to shining light
A bright quasar, all on my radar, like a twister
Should have ran for shelter, but I'm storm chasing sister
Girl, Mrs. Curls from a different world
Like Dwayne Wayne and Whitley, couldn't claim dame with hickies
We was young, dumb, I'm full of cum, yup, we all been
On phones late as fuck with a love on, through yawning
Till morning came, walked home alone in the rain
Smiling, cause I just put my finger all off in her thang
You was a gift Ms. Delicious, non-malicious
My interest, aged with interest
Fine as fuck, caught a fine for finding my luck
Can't really combine in one rhyme, understand it be tough
But I can't really have you walk away from family blood
And if I promise I'm your man to be, that's vanity, cause
I love you, I need you, I just can't let you go
But to keep you's to mistreat you, and I'm thinking only heaven knows that...

I try hard not to think of you
But my mind won't behave
To find a piece of love I can save

Yes, it's time to unfasten my belt cause I've been eating with my eyes again
Before you I wasn't receiving all my vitamins
Adoring you forced me to paint the town, now my mind is red
But now my eyes are red as love is nearly lying dead
This is a body that, I used to lay beside it and
Time & time again, head first diving in
Swimming I was sure this was a gift that God had sent
Then drowning became a song I don't want inside my head and
Can't get it out, what an unfortunate mishap
To grab a new spouse would be an uncordial mismatch
But everyday she places razor blades where her wrists at
My boo-boo's got a boo boo, to kiss that cannot fix that
Regardless I try, cause removing her outta my life
Would be like removing a part of the sky
Harder, but if I don't bother to try
I have to keep watching her die, and I don't want to...
(So... so...)

I try hard not to think of you
But my mind won't behave
To find a piece of love I can save

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