im drowning,drowning,drowning...
in ur smile,
in ur kindness,
in ur sweetness.
if drowning is the condition to have u,
then i wont fight.
terrible feeling i cant fight,
but the horror of it all i begin to embrace.
because caution flies away when im near you.
if only fool rushed in,
then im the fool
for wanting u makes me a human
it makes my heart beat so hard till it hurts.
oh u.
the obsession that will not leave me alone.
drownnnnnnnnnnning.
in the emotion called...the Gentleman from Porlock.
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