I AIN'T BUYING THAT ~ song /lyrics

Warning / caution - song explores how passionate and consuming it feels loving someone who abuses substance . 

I ain't buying that

are you mental , in an ensemble,
the poster boy of that cool band ,kid?
cause if you are , i ain't into this.
are you a maniac, always texting fast, 
making me feel like a goddess ,
the artistic kid who never got proper rehab,
cause if you are that, i ain't buying this ?

among all of my muses, you are really psychotic
& i love you still, 
do you put some narcotics , in my water,
give me a proper answer .


tell me the truth boy ,
are you a real bohemian ,
just like that pink pixie dust,
you make my mind slither
Into your fool's fanthom world .


Show me colors , show me your lights
Show me the gravitas of your iotas ,
Be my type, be my mascot, be my escort, I got a few anecdotes.
Sit in silence, don't play the same old crap.


I wanna do a subliminal autopsy on your white heart & your shambled brain?
cause if we fit , we are forever hit
& if you lose, I ain`t buying all that? 

I ain't buying any of your bullshit and banal trap?
Seduce me with stuff that doesn't include drug.

You look like a poet, who have verses written on every aspect, 

But aren't you a poet on psychedelics and  stimulants ? 

Show me what you have hidden in your pockets and behind your curls, 

Oh boy! You make me wanna do black magic when I lucid dream, some crazy wild stuff. 

With you, everything happen in waves and tides, 

But I may not mind, if you give me your compass

The key to your wild, wandering, heart, 

Or the clue to rescue you from the this dark. 

Show me your white heart,
Let me paint it red,
Show me your shambled brain,
Let me save it from yourself.

The god of Limarance sits beside your heart,
And tell you to moan my name
When you know, I ain't buying that?
All this is trap.

The devil of chastity makes me go nuts,
When you perform your antics of being funny in a classic cult,
Are you the single child of your divorced parents,
Because I love your lilac lips of 24 carats.

Are you lost my Vagabond?
Tell me your virtues, show me your vices on that bed,
Are you done playing that role of nomad?
Cause I can buy all of that, 
When you tell me that , the goddess of sex sits on my clitoris.

Leeza

Message -

End the cycle now, don't wait, 

Substance abuse should not be romanticized.