Ricochet - Easy Money

Sharpened grows dullened, more space between the days melts away

Love has left nothing else in good taste

Constant the temptation

Marring our world with each release

Better to dwell and eye in silence then to confront me, no, don’t speak

Look

Learn

Ricochet the words right off of me

Just shut up and grow up

Wipe the ink right off the page

Constant the aggression

Incomplete return, I bend

And if this is tribulation

Let it peel so we resurface again

Wave to the past and leave

May it never ricochet back

Sharpened grows dullened, more space between the days gone to waste

Love has dullened into shades

Blocked when I ricochet back

Can’t be undone, the past I’m inked in

Blocked my chance

-Chance blocked me