OF LOVE

(With a gladness, with a gladness of love)

Running from the kitchen, been running from all the dishes

I've been running for my life, so do tell me it ain't worth living

I done plan to hypnotize, I despise it, but I magician

I'm a fakeout full surprise, if I lied again, Imma die again

I'm kidding but I'm living a day-to-day, whatcha say to me?

Words walking out of they order, it's on the quarterly

Man's got a whole lotta orders, It's like she ordering

Head scratching questions and lovers in love, recording me

"How's it going?"

"Good, What's up? Nothing.

Sorry, I was just-, my fault."