Gloves Off (feat. Steel Tipped Dove)

I lit myself on fire so these snake tricks would hop off my dick But new ones just slither in New ones just slither in I ran the nicest kitchen Took for granted by the plug Stuck in the middle of a bunch robbery's I just wanted to be loved Daily activities required the glove But I never tried to live like a thug Scaring women away I Just want to be in the liminal space Between wanting a lover And not knowing the pain Hid inside a flower And pulled the petals in By the time I bloomed I was already wilted and dead No more room in my head Past put me in a mental cage Don't want to catch a cold case Automatically erase a man Like he spelled wrong on my phone screen I'm not always blue when I wake But when I do it feels like it happens everyday I know the pain will go away But some pain makes that fact feel insane I often find myself waiting to die I actively remind myself to live my life What worse can happen than suicide Surely nothing I can find in life The people who care don't want to find That I chose the easy way out of my mind Hopefulness and hopelessness intertwined Sex aside it is ironic that I felt warmer and happier On nights where I laid awake longing for love Than I did during nights spent with my lover I wish I could forever be ignorant Dreaming of a world too perfect to ever exist My happiness in those moments was realer than anything I would ever come to feel I fear I spent too long in isolation and lost the ability to bond With others because my Love My long-forgotten anticipation of love Is better feeling than any love I have ever come to know Love No Love