Love has the ability to be a powerful weapon through means of manipulation from clever articulation of the tongue.
This weapon is aimed most high at those who are young.
When wrapped around in clouds
Eyes are so blinded by the mist that they cannot see their hands that are bound
And the dictator telling them who they supposed to be.
I love you. You love me. Right?
So far taken by the moonlight,
And robbed of their trust
From the common thief at night.
Guard your soul
From people who disrespect you as a whole.
As soon as you pour your heart out
They tip the bowl.
Realise for you that they have no empathy
So stop finding ways to gain their sympathy.
Giving them what they want
And showing your desperation
Is giving them the power to use their manipulation.
Bowl Tipping
They tip the bowl, yeah they do ~A~