Some say
it
like it
means something
Others
says I
have itAnd
some would
say it's
tragicSome
say it's
beautifulSome
say it's
black and
it's dark
Like a
funeralAnd
some would
die for
itSome
don't think
it's even
realSome
say they
understandBut
don't
know how
it feelsSome
say that
it's aliveSome
say that
it can
killBut
most of
us
that been
in itKnow
that sometimes
it willI
ain't
gonna sugarcoat
itYea,
sometimes
it might
surround
youOne
minute
it's saving
youNext
it's trying
to drown
youSome
people
want to
show itBut
were never
taught
how toAnd
some of
us is searching
for itFeeling
like it
never
found you
This thing
called
love