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Lust or Love
- [Verse 1]
- Sick of dancing with the devil, yeah, I’ve seen his face,
- But I still refuse to bow to how evil this world is today.
- Gotta jump through life like my name’s Knievel,
- Playing with danger just to feel equal.
- All these women I cycle —it’s a carnival of types,
- Blowing me like bagpipes, chasing stereotypes.
- Each one different, but they follow the same line,
- Almost like they archetypes designed in my mind.
- They want the charm, not the scars I hide,
- Love the image, not the man inside.
- Still I play the part, yeah, I feed the flame,
- Searching for real in a world of games.
- [Hook 1]
- I’ve been lost inside this carnival of lights,
- Spinning round and round through the nights.
- Every face feels the same disguise,
- Can’t tell the truth from all the lies.
- I keep running but I can’t escape,
- Trading hearts I can’t replace.
- Yeah, I smile but I’m dead inside,
- Sick of living in this carnival of types.
- [Verse 2]
- I love the one with the blue eyes,
- She’s special, so I call her boo.
- But she moved too fast, left a blur in the past,
- High speed, no rear view.
- Got a Latin one that whisper low,
- Every time I hit it, she let go slow.
- Like damn, man —these feelings creep,
- Too deep, I retreat, heart won’t sleep.
- I got one out in Billings town,
- She visits my dreams when I’m feeling down.
- She be out there making a killing,
- Still chasing the thrill while I fight this feeling.
- [Bridge]
- Late nights fade with the neon glare,
- Different faces, same empty stare.
- I keep trying to fill this hole inside,
- But love don’t grow where the truth can’t hide.
- The more I touch, the less I feel,
- Fake connections never heal.
- I’m tired of masks and paper hearts,
- Need something real before I fall apart.
- [Final Hook /Outro]
- I’ve been lost inside this carnival of lights,
- Spinning round and round through the nights.
- Every face feels the same disguise,
- Can’t tell the truth from all the lies.
- I keep running but I can’t escape,
- Trading hearts I can’t replace.
- Yeah, I smile but I’m dead inside,
- Sick of living in this carnival of types.
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