A Hold I can’t Control

It’s a little spooky that I can’t stay away from you.
It’s like you’re some kind of magic glue.
A part of me wish you never knew.

You see the control.
You take advantage of this hold.
Trying to have me caged forever to manipulate my soul.

When I ask you for space you say I gotta get used to it.
How can I possibly get comfortable in a situation like this?
I can’t even feel any better from your kiss.

You tend to dismiss all of my concerns.
I can’t begin to tell you how much a great relationship earns.
This is not it…instead of warming my heart, this is how it burns.

This is not a drill.
If you don’t appreciate me, I eventually will.

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