could it be that I've lost
all control of my thoughts
somewhere in the contours of your smile
or is it the way you stroll
along to a silent song
captivating my inner child
language escapes my psyche
at the thought
of what she and i could be...
metaphysical lust overcomes me
drawing me
into my ultimate destiny...
all i know is whenever i see you
my throat gets dry
words immersed in my mind get confused
all i can do is stand
idly patient...
...lost in translation
disoriented
spirit is conflicted
trying to figure out
this strange dimension
don't care to mention
how she got me twisted
up so bad, these feelings
beyond comprehension...
she got me fallin'
took my chips; i'm all in
she got me callin'
Tyrone like I'm wrong, and
she's the villan in
this folklore...
but there's no saving myself
cuz I want more...
all i know is whenever i see you
my throat gets dry
words immersed in my mind get confused
all i can do is stand
idly patient...
...lost in translation
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