IRC-Galleria

[Tonedeff]

Love ain't for the faint of heart

Start Training, this game is hard

And arduous, you're gonna play in the dark like when it rains in the park

You're hardly conscious of the stains and scars, enabling your partly clouded logic

To pay to impart bliss with arrangements of chocolates

Now, you're working yourself out the same as when you strain with a nautilus

And you're willing to embrace pain facing sustained negative consequence

If nothing you say when in love is embedded with common sense

Then, do you really regret when you've shredded your promises?

Now, I've tested the waters, kid. Sipped it; rippled the pond a bit

Visits have been abolished, and this shit's killing my confidence

Is this filling your conscience when distance is an accomplishment?

If you miss chicks when they're around, the phrase "Let's quit" isn't an option

You best fix whatever's wrong and just move on and get on with it

Cause, You'll catch bigger fish in the sea if you manage not to drown in it

It's sad, but proud or not, most your standards go down a notch

When loneliness drinks at the bar you set too high

Cause, It isn't really my time, is it? Shit...I just found the watch

But hearing the bell toll for me twice a day, has me fearing my grandfather clock

And I can't die without trying. My hands tied in knots

Knowing that I'll never learn to brave the waves if I stand by the docks

Love is hampered by thought, if you can handle the prospect of

Death - it's as massive a shock. And To intellects, it's a fuckin' smack in the crotch

It's a cancer that rots your soul, tosses demons off of the road

Just use caution and know, that, love ain't nothing but a loss of control

Off then, we go



[Chorus]



[Deacon the Villian]

Love'll have you nervous, doing stupid shit on purpose

brain out of service, words slurred when you blurt shit

studderin', utterin' non-sensical shit in your verses

feeling like a shirtless, 4-breasted woman in a circus

furthurly trying to gap an unfillable void

because of parents never transfering that unbillical joy

so girls create a false world of filling on boys

exploited, guys playing with her heart like her feelings are toys

but when you have it.. there's nothing like it, you get excited

seeking those who provide it, on phones talking to psychics

some fear it... spend their entire lives trying to fight it

living in a confusing Hayes, like they're grooving to Isaac

it ain't the end of the rainbow with a treasure chest and a map

it ain't easily learnable with definitions in tact

it can ride your train of though and demolitions your tracks

hittin' and bullwhippin you, leavin' them slits in your back

but i've been a lucky one.. loving parents, loving friends

but I still spend alot of my life loving sin

but I ain't a genious on it, I can only pretend

cause over all it's an emotion I can not comprehend.. it's love



[Chorus]



[Kno]

Love ain't the basis for action

In a nation of addicts pacing and waiting for seconds of satisfaction

Where the word itself is only fashioned in fits of passion

Hand in hand with animalistic orgasmic reaction

and the past isn't felt as a match made in hell

But rather its held as a latter day meld

Of common mistakes and nice intentions

But when false love retention is simply vice invention

Its only right to mention the fights you get in

Nightly visions of these Tina and Ike revisions

So Whats Love really Got To Do With It?

From prude women to stool pidgeons in soup kitchens

The truth isn't as eloquent so be intelligent

Getting caught out of your element just for the hell of it's irrelevant

And that word'll fit like a glove if you don't get right

Now live your life for the love or stop