One-Way Route
1, 2, 3 - an honorably-fallen virgin
2, 2, 3 - I should have blossomed so fully
But with such pie in the sky thinking,
as expected, our excuses are nonsensical...
Seems I'm going backwards, but turn around, and it's over
When I say what I want said, it's just
"ambiance"
I idle, pretending to ponder deeply;
"Stop sticking out like a sore thumb!"
The forbidden fruit I've been ever awaiting,
a more-or-less free-of-charge love,
and of course, I expect everything from it;
"Pitiful..."
We're like porcupinefish with our lies;
"But still, do you trust me?"
It's so awful to keep this chase up as such...
A, B, C? I don't know, what are those?
With all the logic of textbooks you've found,
as usual, you protect your reputation,
and you turn -
how utterly foolhardy...
Lust complicates things so; I give up, honestly
What do we think we're doing?
Whittling at our personalities, riding on others...
Instead of clinging on,
answer me!
No going back, it's a one-way route
Any mistake, and our reality comes crumbling down
We're burderned with every little thing
"Foolish..."
Show your dreams to honest people;
we've been raised to be tame
But if only things could be the way we fantasize...
There's a dictator behind all this, we say,
but we have a verifier here as well
So we have no reason, at least, to sink down alone...
The forbidden fruit I've been ever awaiting,
a more-or-less free-of-charge love,
and of course, I expect everything from it;
"Pitiful..."
No going back, it's a one-way route
I take hold of your hands held out
And so you said it like this:
"Thank you..."
One-Way Route