Decederium
(Verse1)
She the bee,
I the bear
And I want
To be stung.
To get my hands
On her sweet honey
Comb inches from
Where I hung.
Again I lost
My grip facing
Up landing hard
Back on the ground.
Back on the Ground,
Asking my self
What am I
Doing wrong?
(Chorus)
Your love is killing me !
Honey comb,
At the end of
A Judas tree.
Falling repeatedly !
Back on ground,
Looking up at
Circling bees.
Your love is killing me !
Honey comb,
At the end of
A Judas tree.
Falling repeatedly !
Back on ground,
Looking up at
Circling bees.
(Verse2)
I am facing
A problem and
The solution
Had to be found.
How can I
Hold fast and not slide
Back to the place where
I begun.
The first time I
Flinched then just now I
Almost got my
Neck broken.
For hands full,
Sweet honey.
I’m willing
To get stung !
(Chorus)
Your love is killing me !
Honey comb,
At the end of
A Judas tree.
Falling repeatedly !
Back on ground,
Looking up at
Circling bees.
Your love is killing me !
Honey comb,
At the end of
A Judas tree.
Falling repeatedly !
Back on ground,
Looking up at
Circling bees.
(Hook)
Looking up at
The circling,
Whirling buzzing
Bee’s tornado.
A box wave of
Frenzied Gillette
Sentries out on
Roving patrols.
Up on a limb
End of a green
Tree there is a
A bag of gold.
Covered by a
Crown of thorns like
On the vine that
Protects the rose.
(Verse3)
If She is the bee,
Then I am the bear
And I want
To be stung.
Just to get
My two hands,
On her sweet
Honey comb.
Have to get a
Grip do not slip,
And keep my feet
Off the ground
Oh the joy just
To go up a
Cross get honey,
Then hang down.
(EndChorus)
Your love is killing me !
Honey comb,
At the end of
A Judas tree.
Falling repeatedly !
Back on ground,
Looking up at
Circling bees.
Your love is killing me !
Honey comb,
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