I'm laced up from the bottom and up.
My mind is telling me yes, and my body is telling me yes still,
God, I'm a hot mess when it comes down to you.
It's like I don't know what to do; your my drug that I'm addicted to, and I can't come up off of you.
My attachment to you is up the wall, I'm begging you, please don't let me fall because I know damn well I'm falling for you hard.
I'm falling for you hard, though, my heart is still scarred from my past, I'm putting my heart into you, hoping that we will last, so please, I'm begging you, be kind to me.
Be kind to me, so my heart can heal properly.
Bless my soul with intimacy so it can feel all what it was missing.
Please, I'm begging you, surround my mind with trustworthy,
Because I'm getting down on my knees begging for mercy, because if I lost you, I don't know where I would be; maybe somewhere lost minded, and painfully suffering.
I'm laced up from the bottom and up.
Contradicting what my mind is telling me.
Yes, I'm tripping.
But no, it could be happening.
Yes, I'm overthinking.
No, it's nothing.
Yes, but no.
Maybe not, but maybe so,
What the hell am I even thinking, when my thinking is questioning itself?
I'm laced up.
From the bottom and up,