I Can, I Will, I Am (It is You I Love)

You warm the blood,

That courses through my veins,

Without a pause,

You beg me to stay,

Bittersweet desire

Pulls me away,

(Pre-ch 1)

I wish for You to pull me back,
Please bring me back again.

(Chorus, 2 parts)

(part 1: me, part 2: female response)

My heart is screaming (It is You I love)

So imperfect (But, it, is, true my Love)

My heart desires (Unfaithful)

This is overwhelming (my soul).

Time will tell,

Just how much I fight it,
This nature within me,
Demands the desire, (TAKE OVER)

(Pre-ch 2)

I can resist this,

I will be rid of it,
I am taking a stand

again...

Give Yourself to Me (Yes, Give Yourself to Me)

Don't be so demeaning,

It's not like your words don't mean anything,

It's not like your words don't carry any weight...

Give yourself to Me,

Tie your hands behind,

Yes,

Throw away the key,

The only way you'll ever be free,

Is if you give yourself to Me.

Your mouth breathes envy,

and your tongue has destroyed cities,

The lives you have impacted,

The life you could have had...

Largely known as someone who needs pity now,

You aren't the first to say the words,
Help me, help me, help me.

You Might Not Understand It...It's Okay...Neither Do I

Please, take my sight,
And bring on the thunder,
I need more than just the rain,
I have to have it all,
The rumbling beneath my head,
And the brisk breeze too, God.

I don't give enough credit,
Where credits due,
I'm selfish, so selfish,
I mean I've already mentioned,
me,
Nine,
times...at the least.

I have this loaded gun,
My mouth needs taming,
The fire I preach out, needs death,
Replace my words with life, God.

I don't have it in me to love,
So replace my lifeless existence,
Give me the will to live, to live, to live.

My love,
Real love,
Pure love,
True love,
Nothing,
Words,
Describe.

Let Go of All the Rotten Terrible Recklessness Known As Consciousness

If only you could hear something so eloquent,

As the words that make up this feeling,

I wouldn't even impress you in the slightest,

Because it wouldn't make much sense to begin.

Construct this man, a boy made putty,

The dire circumstance craves sanity,

But only gets the opposite in truest form.

If only the shadows below us,

Mere silhouettes beneath the sun,

Could capture the beauty of what we,

Are so desperate to become.

Don't forget the ever passing moment,

And the time that seems to stand so perfectly still,

In these intangible seconds,

This is the time we will grasp what we feel.

Smoldering nonsense,

Ever so sweet to the smell,

I have lost all sense of security,

Only to be found in your heart,

And subject to your unquenchable will.

This Doesn't Make Any Sense At All

The last time I felt like this,

I wasn't even conceived yet,

The possibility of happiness,

Consists in her blue eyes,

My mind is wandering,

And my pulse keeps raising,

Am I alive or just breathing aimlessly?

Take whatever I have left,

I know it's not much,

This doesn't make any sense,

If any at all...

You haven't been fair this whole time,

And I know you won't play fair, not once,

Because I know the way you are,

And I wouldn't expect any less,

Dearest, darling, you,

Have nothing less than,

Every fiber of my being...

Take whatever I have left,

I know it's not much,

This doesn't make any sense,

And I'm afraid it never will.

I would never want it to,

Come between us,

But the most important thing,

I cannot see it.

I know how much you care for me,

And I wouldn't want to lose it,

But the thing you must understand is,

I am...I Am's.