you've just been poked.

i know i shouldnt have felt like that

but somehow it just came you know

and i never bother about it before

i had doubts about the things you said

Doubtful...

Love is destructive

For the ego

And your voice is the only thing

That speaks rebelliously in this world of claiming your own

There is no peace outside if there's nothing within

Love is addictive

For the spirit

And your voice whispers with a roar

That fire rises up, refills

Place the right king on the throne

Blindside WEEEEE