I’m trapped in a cycle of love, looking for answers deep beneath the surface that lures him to love me
I’m trapped in a cycle of love that feels only isolated, cold, reluctantly bold
I’m trapped in a cycle of love, because it hurts to be brave and open up
I’m trapped in a cycle of love, my generation scorned by matching Jordan’s and love means can you afford it?
I’m trapped in a cycle of love, that feels more like loveless and the only way to get attention is by showing your naked ass
I’m trapped in a cycle of love, when sliding in my dm is how u make a pass and going on a real date is a thing of the past
I’m trapped in a cycle of love, when what’s trending matters more than a conversation with true meaning
I’m trapped, I’m trapped, I’m trapped in a cycle of love, that desperately needs changing!