Sir
One More Chance, Please.
I’ve never ever experienced such a spell
If you dragged me to hell
I would gracefully follow you
Just to hear you praise me with your honor
Judge me with your scales
I’ll pay for the imbalances with my soul
If you bought it with persuasion
I would put it on clearance to make it easy
Please me
I’ll obey
Keeping emotional waves at bay
I don’t want you to have to dive too deep to keep the shore (sure) away
Indecisive, choose for me
Reinforce, punish me
Restrict me if I fold
My baggage is not for you to hold
Your winters are too cold
Your stoicism is too bold
Your silence is loud
But I just want to make you proud
Under your terms and conditions
Submission.
You don’t have to fight with my flight or fight
You don’t have to brighten my light
I see you clearer in the dark
Without rose tints you still carry a spark
Your anger is hella stark
I'm always willing to make it right
If you tell me where to start
I will listen with precision
I want to be a safe place
I’m willing to tip toe along side of your practical pace
I won’t compete
I won’t race
Just throat
Just face
After giving you space
Though I fiend for hits
Though I fiend for taste
Patience
Understanding
New chapters
I’ll inhibit all emotional matters
Poor behavior can’t be erased
But we could always reset the pace
No, I won’t crash out
I will hide before I pry
I’d rather be high
Off of your aftercare
If you’re willing to go back there
I won’t ruin the commitment
With childish exhibitions
I won’t hear you with my wounds
I will listen
Trust me, I know what I am missin
From the day you showed me what I was missin
Was 3 weeks your shortest mission?
But you carried a smooth disposition
My ex was the juxtaposition
You bent me in that position
Flexed at my work desk no inhibitions
3 weeks was a sure decision.
I’m aware that I overwhelm you
You went cold on me during the dogs days of summer
You went Finite on me
Fed up with the demands as if you were for me.
We don’t want a repeat
So if it’s solace that you seek
I’ll be docile, I’ll be meek
I’ll work on asking for what I need
I’ll work on making solid boundaries
I want you to feel safe with me
I know you need divine retreat
A connection forever unique
But can end anytime with harsh defeat
For now
Choke me
Step on my neck with your feet
After you’re done with this phase of disgrace
If you end up blessing me with your grace
I’ll let you use my face
I’ll let you set the pace
For now I’ll discard all these bags
Hoping that Sir comes back.
King Krule "Border Line" (slowed + reverb)
Asia O. 12/10/24 15:00


I won’t hear you with my wounds, I will listen is 🔥