They say there's no love lost.
But what happens when you've lost love,
Or your love is actually lust?
They tell you to find someone,
Just to lose yourself to that someone.
And now you're lost, Lost in the midst of it all.
You feel empty and you turn to your devices,
Then move ahead, engross yourself with vices.
You blackout, yeah it's all a blur.
Failing to recollect all of the things that have occurred.
You retrace your steps, you missed it from the beginning.
All along you were lost, while thinking you were winning.
You realize what they told you a lot from it was missing.
They told you to find someone,
Just to lose yourself to that someone.
Finally intuition kicks in, really someone is you.
