The Fifth Sense

Touch;
Although the taste comes sparse, heart to heart
The sound of your voice in uncertainty is enough to break me apart
That’s cool, one piece won’t hurt
I’m sure I can find some super glue, but the millions your in must feel like murder
The things he does to you are unheard of
Not because I haven’t seen it before, you just won’t tell me
That’s an issue with trust, I know it’s hard – I’m a repeat offender
But with you, it’s easy for me to talk about things that become more difficult, boo
My voice must not be soothing you, it can’t be soft to the touch
So let me just fallback into the scene so there isn’t an issue with us
Do you, I’ll do me; you can come back and talk
See if all five of your senses can work
I know mine do, but maybe my mind is something I’m lying to
Maybe I thought my senses were vital
When I should’ve focused writing on you, hit the pen to the page
See the results, run my hands over the lines blinded to SEE if I could relate
You took chances ma, three summers is a long time to stomach
I’m surprised you never felt the urge to get blunted
That takes strength, especially when it feels like you were broken into
Burglarized, and the dude took your heart skirting away one hundred miles and running
Shorty, I feel you
Even though you don’t try to feel me back, I was right to take those two steps back
Shorty, what would real do?
How would you feel me if you saw everything with me were beneficial?
Lust shouldn’t be an issue, I know what heartache can do – it’s sentimental
Especially when lies lace your heart with inconveniently placed intimate false-truths
I wrote a little more for you, this is the final
Hope you studied; I don’t want to be in the position to fail you
You’re looking mad frail boo, you feel mad lonely
And when I try to coax those emotions out, you leave me alone; B
I feel you, so I leave that alone; B
There isn’t an issue with lust here, so let me back away a little bit more; B
These emotions don’t condone or define how my touch is uncommon
To anyone else you ever knew
Get your clue, figure out your escape
Get to the bottom of shit, I’ll do the same
In the meantime, my touch is a phone call away
Take that with you, ma I feel you.