' down fall of the romantics '
A scarlet bouquet polishes the pavement, threadbare and thorns in hand
Reflections of the desired fixation, knowing you would bleed for that one
moment again
Heart ruptured with despondency for the expressions breathed out in
loathing
Of all these sensations that structure yearning and longing for ones true
love, loses it's holding
Alone now, with only the screams that rush profusely from the heartbreak
felt within
The psyche might know paramount but the heart selects the pathway in the
end
Fastening away these sentiments of adoration and devotion for the
apprehension of rejection
Admiring from a distance just to gaze upon the lithe form of loves
attention
Temper fabricates inside as you watch from afar, the love once blossomed
with grandeur now so tragic
And as a product of this ill-fated liaison commences the downfall of the
romantics
A scarlet bouquet polishes the pavement, threadbare and thorns in hand
Reflections of the desired fixation, knowing you would bleed for that one
moment again
Heart ruptured with despondency for the expressions breathed out in
loathing
Of all these sensations that structure yearning and longing for ones true
love, loses it's holding
Alone now, with only the screams that rush profusely from the heartbreak
felt within
The psyche might know paramount but the heart selects the pathway in the
end
Fastening away these sentiments of adoration and devotion for the
apprehension of rejection
Admiring from a distance just to gaze upon the lithe form of loves
attention
Temper fabricates inside as you watch from afar, the love once blossomed
with grandeur now so tragic
And as a product of this ill-fated liaison commences the downfall of the
romantics