Rendezvous proving you exist

By Brayjamin

On someplace

Released on November 28, 2022

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[Intro]

So tell me

Do you feel the same?

I know it's selfish but a part of me always wishes that it's true

That they'd have helped with what we'd mutually been through

But this isn't trauma

This is just me prolonging the search for what I want to be wrong

Building new memory from what's long ago, gone


[Verse 1]

I sang of thee in thy lust for what's

Dawned upon foregone

But I always dreaded what I knew, for

It's the other way Mahlon, but I

Can't put this on any longer

The show's over

Behind the drapes of my posture

I'll escape without a chase

Resent I'll no longer let foster

So wait

Are ya lost?

Or are ya finally in belief we're worth the cost, and

Move on to move back


[Verse 2]

'Gimmie the nth degree of fries with that

This disorder of the order

I'm an asshat, a

Product raised of an environment

I place, all the blame on myself

You know I see it in your face

This situation that don't satisfy the haze

Coincidentally

I never meant for this to mentally be a phase

Drawn to the dark

I'm not a star

Maybe I drew first but they dealt the cards


[Verse 3]

Fate's a bitch

Paint it and pitch it to the constellation of Taurus

And ask 'em

What came before us?

I itch for the answer but this

God of war knows I abhor lust, 'cause

I'm a fiend for the pain

A lame-o excuse

Sugar drug

Please tighten this noose, and

In my recluse

'Gimmie the lanacane candy

I know is rotting my brain

Where's my empathy?


[Bridge]

I know I have a

Problem

I see the world through a hazy filter

And everything's in

Slow-motion

A witch in search of a potion

Looking for something to cast a spell on thee

An escape from this mundane world

They wish to be whisked away to a place of make believe

But all they find is themselves

And the darkness they try to hide deep down inside, says

You can't do nothing 'bout it!


[Chorus]

The world is all too much

This ornate new soul was lost

Time leads you on

The lust for what's mortal

A nostalgia in the now

Well am I bluntly fearful?

Or afraid I'm not at all

When I'm with you


[Outro]

Oh, it's my rendezvous

It's my rendezvous