[Verse 1] So many years of my life... I used to wonder if you saw what I was giving you Without ever asking myself if you was willing to So now that I have given up on feeling wistful You tell me all you wanted to hear is that I miss you A friend of mine once wrote a poem on vicissitudes Like getting judged on the one thing that you didn't do In the face of those you did, it should pale But humans expect the best, and when you are, you can't fail Open ocean, you are free to set sails You lack the faith to ever see beyond the veil How long have we lived in a world of dreams Without ever poking one another, so we know it's real? What about the journeys that we couldn't undertake? Because whenever I was ready to, you'd run away? See, there is no such thing as bad timing Just the wreck left behind when we've failed to read the signage Some people we shouldn't warn, but we warned them Saw cycles that they couldn't break, and tried to reform them They're probably asking themselves what we want from them But they'll go crazy if we ever cease to want them Hoping for a chance that may never come Imprisoned by a moment long past, till at long last Memories are ultimately compartmentalized Yet when it's quiet, we couldn't help but fantasize... [Sample - Helen Fisher (american anthropologist) - "What We Want"] - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HMaPZstvvaE [Verse 2 - Concrete Cee] Dark urges, tempted by lust, tempered by trust Between me, you and her, nothing's ever enough We want more so we go for, exiled to pleasure Ran through a box of three in a day, then bought the next one She's found at raves, downing Margeri's Pa**ing Js, feeling on women who felt first Tongues meet in confined space, my version of wet work She knelt before the sword, trying to fall into it She closed the door, didn't want all to view it Eyes met, time froze, there was more to it We went back to her place, put on some soft music If I didn't tear the wall down, at least I roared through it Get a kick from pissing neighbors off Putting strains on bedsprings or dents into wallpaper from headboards To me, it's more than just lust, it's a self-control freak Losing himself willingly to the rush It's the smell afterwards, goosebumps from the touch No such thing as too much Funny thing is we still treat each other just like friends So what the f** do we know about love? [Verse 3 - Concrete Cee] Open up, show a person that you care for How you truly feel, that you will be there for Recently read a story about a young girl That took her own life, cause she felt she was a burden To her mother, that she felt didn't love her So much pain, depressions ate her alive, then the d** became A way to escape the torment, only temporarily though Cause when the high dies, it's back to low She wrote a note on Tumblr, said it was the end While a tune in her memory played, I couldn't hold it in Reminded of the lost ones Who had nobody near when the storm would come I wrote a message to a woman I cherish And asked for forgiveness, cause I never let her know she was very missed I asked her to never let us lose us Cause there is still hope for us in the future Told her she inspired my songs She replied she believes in me to always be strong And make my way in this life, to be love and give it One day we'll see each other again, whoever visits... [link to song: https://undogmatic.bandcamp.com/track/the-last-few-months ] [ link to album: https://undogmatic.bandcamp.com/album/infp ]