It doesn’t make any sense
Why do I have to be so dense
Father, mother, sister, brother
Daughters, sons, and my lover
At first they make you feel so safe
And then they take it all away
Safety is an illusion
Opposites and contradictions so confusing
Love makes you feel like you’re wearing a bullet-proof vest
And then it makes the gun that shoots you in the chest
Feed the grass so it can grow
Cut it down so it doesn’t show
It’s more confusing than you could know
Confusing opposites and contradictions
Love’s illusion causes so much friction
Between me and you and you and me
And now at the end I finally see
Safety is an illusion
Opposites and contradictions so confusing
Love makes you feel like you’re wearing a bullet-proof vest
And then it makes the gun that shoots you in the chest
And now there’s nothing left for me to do
Just trying to live and make it through
So many damn expectations
Now I’m just going through life’s rotations
Live, love, hate, cry,
Live, love, hate, die…
Safety is an illusion
Opposites and contradictions so confusing
Love makes you feel like you’re wearing a bullet-proof vest
And then it makes the gun that shoots you in the chest.
Thanks. And I don't stick to just one style, i write whatever comes to mind. And no i definitely don't consider them emo at all. I sincerely hope they aren't taken that way either. No offense to anyone out there but I have a problem with emo's.