outeryou

:00 ok, i can't talk today, but i still got something to say, i mean, this might sound gay, "but i think i love you" HA, whether it's a gun in hand or a love poem you don't understand gotta pull the trigger and work with your hands, for how am i gonna grow bigger if i'm sittin' here trying to whimper, yeah i gotta temper, semper fi motha fucka, gung ho is how i face the dealio yo, oorah all day giving life everything i got in all ways i've sought the Misses, always missing 'em with fragmented sentences, how do i get this? the part of me that exists for Her, is that what i need to be free, do i confer? yeah cause i want to love Her :43