Abort

Abort abort No love for you anymore Taking my time to mature Clinically I'll restore My lord, my lord Can't hide behind closed doors Truth's getting hard to ignore Going through the race Need a detour Going under High maintenance Streets are colder I ain't made for this I'm a boulder Rolling of a cliff Rolling Stones Bet you never pictured this Rocking the cradle Just to put her to sleep Baby girl's dreams are sweet Horror show on her feet Red stilettos Nightmare on Elm Street Body count hella long But she keeps it discreet  Part of her expertise Bump in the night But I know what it is now Heart in my chest I can hear every damn pound Sleeping in bed But it feels like the damn ground  You take me to a place That's serene but strange Not easy for me to tame Feelings that been stained Like a spill at a coffee shop U steal the show Showing me all of my emptiness Means room to grow. Like Rooms to Go u furnish me With your hospitality Came to the analogy I want more from out of me Renting space financially One day it'll be reality Today sparks a salary Where I'm paid from your mentality That's my reality Nothing more left to say So just stay out my way