Obsession

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Nobody sees you how I see you

Heart full of gold

They try to tell me that I'm being used

My eyes are closed

I should listen to what people say

When we both know

They just want me to grow

Out of this

Constantness

Where I'm obsessed with you

Maybe I'll

Open my eyes

And see what's really true

I'm a mess because I have a hurtful obsession

I confess to you I can't see past the wreckage

That you've caused me

Oh I'll never be free

Free of you

Sometimes I wonder if you really have a beautiful Soul

Because the way that I was treated made me lose all control

They tell me I should walk away from this but I'm not sold

Because I still don't know if

I am wrong

And you're the one

That's truly meant for me

Or if I was

Being played

This game it's not for me

I'm a mess because I have a hurtful obsession

I confess to you I can't see past the wreckage

That you've caused me

Oh I'll never be free

Free of you

It's just a hurtful obsession I have

For you and I'm stressing thinking

About all the ways that I've tried to

Bring back your presence

But if I simply give up and confide

That you're in the past tense

Then I will never really know

If you're the soulmate I end with

And I'm a mess because I have a hurtful obsession

I confess to you I can't see past the wreckage

That you've caused me

Oh I'll never be free

Free of you