Disarm (fg. VI) - AllttA, 20 SYL, Mr. J. Medeiros

Yeah, whoever told you love is simple is a liar

Whoever told you peace is easy don’t admire

I wanna hold you but I can’t control the fire

They’ll find us burning, ain’t no putting out that light, yea

Desire turn to thee Sire, turns into a quiet old man full of white hair

Thought we had it all planned out in the high chair

But even then everything was a fight, yeah

Peas and carrots, what we inherit

I see the merit in displeasing parents

No need to sugar coat it

I see the need for being married

But who would condone it?

When your dreams are being buried

And it seems you’ve been disowned

I say, «Hold on to that little piece of you that’s still upon you»

Blink twice and where’s it gone to

Think twice but what it gonn' do?

If this the type of life you prone to

Just let it own you, I’m saying

In our youth, who are we?

Can I hold you close without losing me?

In our youth, who are we?

Can I hold you close without losing me?

So how am I gonna hold you when this love is so disarming?

Thought I was so lucky 'cause you told me I was charming

What?

Nobody told you making money is a problem?

For a rapper, ain’t that funny how it’s always so alarming?

Same with actors, same with authors

All the same, just blame the artist

Heart of martyr’d poets pardon

I’m an odd man always starving for attention

Tens of thousands could’ve mentioned I am worthy

But I’m thirsty, not an ounce of you could quench it

I’m defenseless, I’m always swinging for the fences

Yeah, I’m always swinging for the fences

I’m always swinging for the fences, I’m always swinging

Tryna hold on to this feeling while believing in this journey

It won’t hurt me more than needed, it won’t heal me in a hurry

I just wanna call it even, but you’re leaving me defenseless

I’m always swinging

In our youth, who are we?

Can I hold you close without losing me?

(When you’re holding me)

(Whe-whe-when you’re holding me)

In our youth, who are we?

Can I hold you close without losing me?

In our youth, who are we?

Can I hold you close without losing me?