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