I wish I could get out of my emotions
And into my head
Can’t even think straight
All I know is my heart rate ain’t been right
Its on overdrive and it took over the fight
But for some reason it doesn’t have any sense
Offense Then Defense
Then reverse
The decisions its making
The moves its taking
Is it even debating, or acting only on impulse
Its not logical at all
To be honest the heart doesn’t think
Nor is it specific or actions distinct
If only the object of its affection
Knew his power of pleasure and affliction
Perhaps My Heart does know the power he wields
And is purposeful
And the heart allows what the head would shield.
OH Heart!
OH heart
Stop beating, because you know not what you do
Make me into genius and into fool
But I guess love and life are integrated
And with out My Heart I die
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