Moon

[Verse 1]

Yo, I thought I was in love last week

Turns out that was more explosive than Plastique

Something like an overdosage of caffeine

First the passion then the crash then the trash heap

It's not that I was overwhelmed by her past deeds

Though through her life she been considered a black sheep

And due to hatred she behaved like a bad seed

She so ashamed what she became that she can't sleep

Just for survival she was fondled by strange dudes

So any moment she was liable to change moods

A silver tongue but out in public she stayed mute

As I'm the Sun it's only right she was named Moon

A few appointments all my points had been made moot

And she was poised to be appointed my main muse

And she wasn't after Sand's paper, I made moves

To try and save her much like sandpaper can make smooth

But that was doomed

[Hook]

Can't blame the moon

For being out at night

Can't tame the moon

I've tried

[Verse 2]

Yo, I thought I was in love last month

If so I fit that classification just that once

I'm normally so concentrated on anthems

I won't risk getting aggravated with that stuff

The reason we'd established patterns of passion

The fact she was too fascinating to pass up

My phallus sought a random fan for a fast nut

I'd planned to vanish once her pants was unfastened

But uhm

Not quite

Could tell that there was something different that first night

The kisses were too intimate for the first time

I's miffed as she was definitely not my type

You see she was an avid reader of High Times

And she could leave entire liters in hindsight

Since she was mostly sober by my side I thought that watching over her might help get her mind right but oh my

[Hook]

I guess that I'm in love right now

I realize with every rhyme that I write down

Still I suggested the indefinite time out

Because she not the type for trying to tie down

Still everywhere I go I'm keeping my eyes out

And every time my cellular bring about sound

There's still a part of me that's eager to find out

The love I lost 'cause she was lost has been now found

At last

But in the past too many treated her like trash

Either beat her, cheated, treated her like a tramp

That either she did not believe or could not grasp

That she could be the only thing that my life lacked

And that protecting her was really my life's task

Wow did I really just write that?

I know I got it, ain't acknowledge it was that bad

Dag

[Hook]