Sliced Watermelons (Rick Ross - Diced Pineapples Cover) by chris lago published on 2012/10/17 23:13:35 +0000 My cover of Diced Pineapples. Touching on the emotions within a dysfunctional relationship with the struggle of love vs. lust as the main theme of this piece. LYRICS Intro Let me deliver this moment. We've mediated at the agreement that there's no answer. Months miles apart, you broke my heart, I broke yours, been the routine from the start. Shedding enough tears to float us to cloud nine, I'd rather you be wetter from what I fantasize. Were in the same room at the same time... we know exactly what we came for, right? I know its human nature in protecting your pride but let me strip you till your guards fall. Take your heels off, this is the Garden of Eden and only temptation's permitted. 'Cause I'm ready to seek these forbidden truths, I've been craving the forbidden fruit... Shit, I've been craving you. Sliced watermelon. Fuck with me. Verse 1 Been tryin' to understand the impulses in my decisions. Was it because our connection needed some bridging or was it even an honest connection that was existent? You got me over here wishin' I could've been more indifferent... But I know there was something missing. Not sure if it was the thought of you or if it was me missing being loved back--dismissed it and called you soon as the thought hit me and now I concluded that all I wanted was pussy. Pussy is blinding, been reminded that. Tryin' to avoid it, I'd rather say "never mind" to that. Our problems never solved. Our problems only dissolved within the sweat drippin' from my body when it hits yours. Ignored morals induced by floral scents. Dysfunctional to the point where it don't make sense. Serotonin been overloaded and all I want is to fuck you till you realize they can't do it like I do. Verse 2 Gripping your sanity, but you feel comfort. And all the thoughts of you mad at me will pass in your slumber. The situation's familiar... sometimes I wonder if you're conditioned to act to make it seem like you're really hurt. You see, I've studied you. And while I know how to push your buttons, I love to unbutton you. These other dudes, they ain't got shit on me. I realize it's a fear to see you with someone else but no one else is as good as me, don't you agree? Tell me you fuckin' do. Hate you for my insecurities but I swear that I love you and it's the fuckin' truth. Or maybe I'm confused between a sober truth, and a drunken truth. And while our past is overdue, lust overrules; time couldn't heal these open wounds. And now I'm with a clot between my conscience & my heart, and now I'm blocked from knowing if I love you or not.