Treasure Island

Candice George

(11/18/92 / Brooklyn)

No More?


They say don't feel no way
Don't take it to heart
Don't stress the rest
Cuz you're in your rightful place
By his side
You got it locked down
And can't never be replaced
But deep down, I know That just isn't true

And I gotta think
Gotta worry
Gotta stress
And I gotta wonder why
Cuz they got a part of him that I may never get
And it brings tears to my eyes
And tightens up my insides
Everytime I think about it

Think about them
And him
And what they share
And how badly I want that

This spot isn't secure
And sometimes I feel like I won't be much more
Won't get no more
Feel no more
Hear no more
And my heart
It just won't beat no more
Cuz God only knows if one day we won't be no more
Trying not to think no more

But every so often it engulfs me
Til I just can't think no more
And now now it's taken over all of me once more

Submitted: Monday, May 16, 2011
Edited: Monday, May 16, 2011

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  • Richard Post (5/16/2011 12:26:00 AM)

    It dont make total sense, but it certainly aint nonsense, and it is rythm rich, and it did, it did scratch an itch. thank you. (Report) Reply

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