Mac Lethal - Unfinished Love Song Thing lyrics

[Mac Lethal - Unfinished Love Song Thing lyrics]

"our passion hasn't died that's for sure
But this lens I'm looking at you
Through still cracked and blurred, burn
The letters that I wrote
I'm sick of spoon feeding
Every measurement of hope
I'm broken on the inside your
Pretty on the outside
Sitting with your mouth wide
Open lettin chaos spew from it
I will stomach it but only
To a certain extent
Everything is not a god damn emergence quit
Quit trying to thrive on the
Problems that you don't have
Blaming all the men that you drove mad Aiming
At the chain when you throw jabs
Get yourself a knockout
I'd rather peel my own scabs and walked out
I walk here in place till
I can't taste the fragrance
What used to be fresh became the same shit
Its just the same shit everyday face it
I still never once said in
Increment of time was wasted
I love you so brightly turned to
Fuck you politely turn the
Rain clouds to thunder and lightning
Turned to I just
Need a couple days of space turned to hi
If I get a Diamond it'll be the
Shape of your eyes
Turn to I wanna marry you and
Trace you the skies
Turns to I just need a couple days
Of space now to write, turned
To fuck you in passing, i used
To kind of love you with passion
Turned to why can't we anchor
This shit to the ground, spin
Me around tell I'm dizzy
You say that disrepair is
The reason that your
Pissy, I gotta be the man
That isn't there quite
Frankly because my mouth is air tight lately
Can't breathe
I can't believe I'm breaking my own
Rules, this is not in love song though
I just need a place to mark my words because
Your dark sky serge swallowed
All those little bar
Fly birds, so if I die 5 minutes from now
Tell the world I
Never loved it because no one ever
Showed me how, anonymous forever, i'm
Trying not to miss it
I never smile cause I think it makes me
Look desperate
Impressed with my speech still
I'm not good with goodbyes, i rested my
Feet up on the hot hood to look wise
But there is not an
Engine in the car and all the
Pistons are configured to my heart
And the radio is wired to my
Tummy I can listen to
My hunger and it's yellin mother
Fucker we ain't getting
Any younger and you're yelling
Mother to your
Children, I want to mother yours
And that's a statement that's underscored
And I stand there smiling
Looking for an exit
Desperately trying to flee free
From your death kiss, and it's a death kiss
Cause new life is involved
9 months later when I screw tight
A lit bulb and look
At a grocery store lane or a plane and I
See a child screaming that
Beares my last name
We stretched a wild weekend
And turned it into
An 18 year burden, made this here person
It's better than it sounds I look him in the
Eyes and I frown and I tell him that
I'll always be around and I look you
In the eyes and I smile
And I tell you that I'll always
Be around at least a while
At least for now cause that's my style
And that's what separates fucking from
Making love, fucking's about the sex, making
Loves about the body hug
You gotta tug less baby I
Can promise you this
We'll come together as one
I promise you this"

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