There’s an apocalypse on love
A raging war, casualties dying
Love is on his death bed and Nobody cares
Love is dripping wet with blood and scars
And nobody cares
love is fading away, used over heart emoji’s,
smiley heart eyes, love is being poured into nothing,
A cover up for meaningless sex,
A hit and run for some healing.
That’s the only time they actually met
it wasn't to connect the mind and soul
She gave up a part of her being and body,
over nothing but
A text message of hearts and kisses, words and promises, a snappy caption
and a status update.
gave it up on some face time, not actual time
not over a face to face dinner conversation
a stimulating interaction that awakens more than just his sexual interest.
but his mind and soul,
She and he didn't know communication is the spell behind the magic
she doesn't know love and the scripture of what lies between her thighs.
they're both rushing into it.
And so love continues to linger and weep
On his death bed and nobody cares.
He made a promise in text, didn't have any time to give
he didn't look at her and see infinite possibilities.
she showed too much skin and didn't leave enough mystery
his just boy on the verge hitting it.
another victim to the disease that's killing love
more gun shots, more blood and nobody cares
enough to scream out "hey, i'm not about the killing"
A pail of murdered bodies and souls
Screaming and yearning
for something real but altogether broken and afraid.
Love has been reduced to nothing but a delusion.
And nobody cares.
A raging war, casualties dying
Love is on his death bed and Nobody cares
Love is dripping wet with blood and scars
And nobody cares
love is fading away, used over heart emoji’s,
smiley heart eyes, love is being poured into nothing,
A cover up for meaningless sex,
A hit and run for some healing.
That’s the only time they actually met
it wasn't to connect the mind and soul
She gave up a part of her being and body,
over nothing but
A text message of hearts and kisses, words and promises, a snappy caption
and a status update.
gave it up on some face time, not actual time
not over a face to face dinner conversation
a stimulating interaction that awakens more than just his sexual interest.
but his mind and soul,
She and he didn't know communication is the spell behind the magic
she doesn't know love and the scripture of what lies between her thighs.
they're both rushing into it.
And so love continues to linger and weep
On his death bed and nobody cares.
He made a promise in text, didn't have any time to give
he didn't look at her and see infinite possibilities.
she showed too much skin and didn't leave enough mystery
his just boy on the verge hitting it.
another victim to the disease that's killing love
more gun shots, more blood and nobody cares
enough to scream out "hey, i'm not about the killing"
A pail of murdered bodies and souls
Screaming and yearning
for something real but altogether broken and afraid.
Love has been reduced to nothing but a delusion.
And nobody cares.
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