Love, Fear, Hate.
Love, Fear, Hate.
...I'm tryna find me
Daytime with a flashlight
Doesn't make sense
I wear
Sunglasses at night
Why must I hide
No fears insight
Think about you
All-day and night
Who am I
What's a girl to do
Spend all my time
Heartbroken--
Thinking about you
I want you
But--
Do you want me
We run from love
Yet that's what we seek
Cannot flee
Fear love
When loves all inside of me
Hate love
Is this how it's supposed to be?
"I have a theory, that all artists are lost souls wandering their way back to Paris"-