The Cycle
So sorry she know so well,
It was a tale her mom used to tell
Now I saw her mom love a man
Thought it was a part of a plan
But the cycle can continue
The cycle can continue
Thinking I'm psycho,
For thinking a cycle can't continue
Or perhaps she, from a female's perspective
Can relate more intricately,
Before I've been through
Emphasize with your minstrel
Cycle, but the cycle can't be tamed
Like a bite chain, pops to the train
Stops to the brain,
Ops out the cycle to evolve
When the rain stops we watch the pain dissolve
Now we're letting it continue to the next
Generation of women that's confusing up for sex
Generation of men courting women with the text
She was willing to give a bone
But if I am him and he is me