This thing, love
Brings you to hell
Makes you weak
Weak enough for you to can’t stand by yourself
Aches rush through your bones
Your heart stops palpitating
Your veins and vessels clog
Blood stop flowing
Leaving you cold
Cold like dead
Yes, dead because love makes you dead
Your body parts stop functioning
Starting from your brain
Then your eyes,
They only see what they wanna see
Or worst, you’ll be blind
Not seeing things you must see
Your ears, they hear lies
How about the truths
Hears “i’m sorry”
But doesn’t hear the sincerity
Your brain
It malfunctions; he’s all you can think about
Or worst, stops working
When that happens,
Everything will be screwed
Love brings you to hell;
Being in love
And when you feel it
It’ll make your heart sink
Sink up to the lowest point
Before you know it
You’re already in hell
Because love brings you to hell
