Love. It's true Aggression.

Love.
All this progression.
You're constantly on my mind.
What is this. What should it be.

Succession.
It's the world I wisht to hear the most.
You're smile. It helps me to unwind.
How deep should I go.
How deep.
Should I fall.

I still want.
At least to be able.
To crawl.

You make me feel, oh so happy.
I gaunt over you. Day and night.

All those songs.
You told me too see.
Risk.
Are you sure you'll take one with me..?

Aggression.
This love is flaring.
This need is all to daring.
Hold me in your arms.
Never let me fall down.