Improper Bedding

I only want to be asked questions that come with answers Too old to be caught still sitting on fences No I wouldn't know how much to bite off before I can chew Often found without a clue or with limited avenues I've tried to shape myself through spectral brawls Where demons are fed by corroborative squalls In those moments I could make machines align But fell prey to the doomed libertines' design Maybe we sometimes want what isn't good for us Spinning stories clearly skewed fueled by distrust Tagging moments we were never meant to measure Like when I believed we couldn't ever be together All might renounced with intent to repent Refusing to make virtues things we could augment Neglecting signs that might've done us good Overlooked misunderstood or simply withstood So what does it mean to want what you shouldn't get? Smoking forbidden cigarettes to stay in debt Disbelief disguised to disable detection Till you're swallowed by chiseling deception Battles commenced as they buried chivalry's core Freeing slaves that crave for war through transcendent doors Building places on the ruins of forefathers' lawns Their lessons remain but their virtues are almost gone Maybe we sometimes end up wanting what we shouldn't desire Fanning the flames of long-extinguished fires Caught between truths we'd rather not confess Chasing the signs that lead us into unrest