Lost in a forest of despair on a song with no chorus
Lookin for words for depression all up in the thesaurus
Drowning in an ocean of emotion, looking for a lotion
that'll soothe this pain, a potion that'll cure my aching brain
I mean the part of it you call my heart, my emotional center
Floyd's just tryin to enter the way the Wu-Tang enter
But I find myself so discontented like Richard's winter
I mean the summer's almost here but to me it feels like December
If you wanna be mad at me, I know you're gonna be
You know I don't wanna see you like this
You're all pissed, I find myself dismissed
walkin away empty-handed like no presents on Christmas
I'm done making excuses, I'm demanding explanations
I won't stop the investigation till I can see the causations
This situation demands mad patience, but I'll wait it out
I wanna give good sensations, you deserve nothing short of elation,
damn, girl
credits
from Enter the Floyd,
released December 31, 2012
Floyd Hall - first verse
Jack Topht - second verse
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