Now it's on

Fantasies I believe locked down in your lust
For too long you were wrong not enough motion to breath
Suffocated by my personal greed
Now it's on
To the point that Ive been trying to make
Is it really real
Does it really feel
Is it time to steal
Every little thing that is fake
Hard to imagine it's your own belief

Now these are the time that I just needed someone to hold
And share in my reason should be soft spoken but not told, so
If you ever didn't wanna go why did you leave?
Why did you leave?

Every time you turn your back you're crying
Every time you turn your back you're frying (dying)
When they start to go you're always sighing
And I always see your face it's crying (crying)

Leave me alone...