Too small

Too small

~Miss A


In a context for what you'd call a pre destination,

I always keep hearing what I'm to you is a quatum delusion,

But for I've reached you, shown you my presence,

Must be a signal quite big, well huge, huge.


You found me, you must be looking for me too,

Very eagerly, and with very keen eyes for sure,

I appreciate you, I keep getting lost in this endless universe,

Your hand to me, looks to me like a gods light of redemption.


My nation is blessed, you must be excited for my discovery,

But who is whom and why is what,

What questions were we looking up a solution for,

For a trick ke luck and we can't let go of each other.


I'm such a quatum carnivore, and you, Alien X;

You thought you could play me, forget it,

When I go to sleep on the bed of time and space,

I'll have you layering me up like a blanket, punk!


You might not realise, atoms and galaxies floow same principles,

You could try hard, for to make me but a loser,

But I know you ways, I'm all up and here, me a teaser,

What is distance from me to you, just a five dimension leap.


So many things, I have and profiled myself up for you,

You might not know, but were things I'd never plan to,

Now I'm a stupid person, blinded by love, they say in a hush,

When reaches my ears, sounds like a pastry of compliment.


And you're the cheery on top, somthing to always steal,

I don't even know to swim, but I feel like jumping off the clip,

It's a dive I thrive, I wish to feel it, I want to hallucinate,

Keep your face to my eyes, picture this stupidity like this.


I can't write no more, all my heros shapeshift to you,

And my heros were supposed to be villains, what?

You make me wanna look for good, and suddenly the world not so good,

This is just supposed to be a feel good, now I'm stuck.


You're like a bad addiction, that's accepted by the law,

For a little of something too small doesn't harm right?

Think of me as cyanide, still looking delicious am I?

My head is all filled with crimson gluttony, you think Vegeta pink.


I challange you, win me back, and I'm yours,

Good deal right? Wait I have more, you lose, you're mine.

Must be dumb to not take the hand of an intergalactic god right!

Bitch this is so ripe, will have it peeled and all raw.

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