Innamorato

Optical delusions will hit my consciousness
Restricting all desires separate from the rest
My veins must receive the stimulus fills
Perceptions of stored memory pills
Circles of compassion embrace my kind of grace
All of my affections are limited in space
All tanks must be done to enter my brain
During my trip of getting insane
Defining a story will hyper the action
Faces of wonder say words I can’t hear
I interact with a logic depression
The queue is running and feeling so clear
Cotte cottnismo, cotte cottnismo
E' innamorato di quella li!
A neuro threat on my initial reaction
The nature’s beauty of my wasted years
All my views are based on connections
Illusive figures that end all in tears