Chances

(Chances are 'cause I wear this silly grin)

(The moment you come into view)

(Chances are you think that I'm in love with you)

Why do we do this to ourselves

We do this over and over and over and over again

Round and round we go

Ah,we're all just going round in circles

If one equals one then how comes so much that it hurts you

The worst truth is the fact that this is all actually self-inflicted

You've only got yourself to blame if the whole thing ends in stitches

Still we ride on,and let bygones be bygones

'Cause all we all we want is lo-o-ove

And we chase it like rat race for the papers

So a man stands for his baby

It's a grand slam for the ages

I woke in love again

Who would've thought of heartbroken it would come again

**** it then,might as well get a bun in the oven then

Lonely salvage

It's not like this planet's overcrowded

Or that people should adopt more

Or clock to recreation should of stop for a second

We've got babies having babies for their self more

What are we doing

Yeah,acting as we should

Are we being proper humans

If love's the most powerful energy that exists

How come it only lasts a bit

And then afterwards feels like ****

We sit there and tell ourselves

"Nope! Never again! Love's not for me,I'm going celibate friends!"

And all it bloody takes is a half-decent conversation with the opposite ***

And you're back on the act of mating

Never forsaken,always the top of contemplation

But who can blame us,the whole globe runs off fornication

*** sells,so why are we not all millionaires

I mean,someone's making money,but no one seems to care

Three quarters still asleep,living life within a dream

And working hard for fifty weeks and spending two to think in peace

We're all trapped up in this circle of love

What's found is then lost 'cause one thought it wasn't enough

(Chances are 'cause I wear this silly grin)

(The moment you come into view)

(Chances are you think that I'm in love with you)

Ah,this is all just meant to be

A vicious circle of wishful purposed energy

And eventually we come to the concluded rest in peace that

Love is more about pain than it seems

It's crazy how we do it

I mean,love is all there really is about us humans

We love each other,spiritually consciously coexist

But that same love of ego's left society where it is,so...

The question is can we truly love

Or will love ironically be the end of us soon enough

True love does exist,I believe it to my gut

It just takes two souls to make it to take it through the rough

But,****! I mean easier said than done

This paranoia's a ***** and jealousy's a cunt

And how we think we're ready to share love with someone else

When we can't even love this planet,let alone ourselves

It's like we should take our hearts and put it on a shelf

And just leave that there for you and nobody else

But of course the opposite *** can love each other

We've got fathers,brothers,sons,daughters,sisters and mothers

But husbands and wives

Well that normally ends in trouble

Sweet honeymoon period and then

Click-goes your bubble

You can stay together and in love just like some do

But ask those who aren't and they'll tell you it's a struggle,so...

Are we all destined for cursed marriage

Or is it that nothing comes easy that's worth having

It's up to you what you do with love once you've found it

You can feed it from your soul or let your ego drown it

I stand astounded,have I clapped it here in this rhyme

Love's only relevant to an actual period of time

I sit back and smile through my crooked teeth

I'm done looking for love

I'm gonna let love come look for me

(Chances are 'cause I wear this silly grin)

(The moment you come into view)

(Chances are you think that I'm in love with you)