M.O.T.H.

I know you know the feeling (Yeah)

Head over your heels walking on the ceiling (Yeah)

You go from undercover now you start revealing (Yeah)

Fishing for rom coms, that's a second reeling (Yeah)

A Double entendre

I come before you not to decipher multiple meanings

Intention is direct at its purest it ain't no scheming

Walk with me upstairs in this rarified air

No breathing in nightmares with asphyxiated dreaming

Ahhhh….forgive me it's rather difficult

A lot of treasures with combinations within the vault

I got them trapped behind padlocks and passwords

I'm past words, I'm more action and past verbs

I speed with the limit, no need to rush

Relying on my senses, beloved I like to touch

Then you can truly see what I hear, taste and smell

Quiet with you forever, only time will tell

I'm hoping that I found the one

Is she the rhythm to my tango

I don't wanna keep her chained down

She can be the Broomhilda to my Django

Baby I don't wanna fight

I'm begging to see the light

But all I know is the dark (Yeah)

I don't wanna rip these butterflies apart

Lord knows these are matters of the heart (Yeah)

I'm at home being a loner

Higher than Kid Cudi but a blunt short of a stoner

Smoking imprinted xerographic images of you

In my memory, vivd energy

Baby come be my toner (Uhh)

With every right step, the wrong footing is real

I'm powering walking to a fault with an Achilles Heel

I've always wanted my happily ever after

But all I seem to do is fix a beautiful disaster

Hurt people really hurt people

I'm preaching pain to the church

From the pulpit to the steeple

My struggle's never unique but who am I deceiving

Soon as I trip and fall, I watch them get up and leave me

I ain't asking you to cover up my murder scene

But if you stick with me, this king will acknowledge you queen

That's all I need, ain't nothing bout you a secret

I'm only giving my heart to somebody that wanna keep it

I'm hoping that I found the one

Is she the rhythm to my tango

I don't wanna keep her chained down

She can be the Broomhilda to my Django

Baby I don't wanna fight

I'm begging to see the light

But all I know is the dark (Yeah)

I don't wanna rip these butterflies apart

Lord knows these are matters of the heart (Yeah)