On Love by The Frame Defect Lyrics

It’s the simple complexity
Enticing. Elusive
The anxious temptation
Subtle, yet obvious

Redefined through history from sex to neurochemistry
A means to gather property
The tether between our souls
This obscurity we’re longing for

To anyone from the outside looking in
This has to be a work of fiction
(Chasing after something so absurd)
The only feeling we can all understand
Is the one we can’t explain

Pronounced when lost
Forgotten up close
The missing piece to a whole
That leaves you vulnerable
Or the convoluted romance scribbled down in busy writing rooms
To keep the interest of our youth
Shaping their blooming views
Warming our hearts until they burn out

And what remains will search far and wide
For a passion, a spark, a flame to ignite
Like the fires they see burning oh-so-bright on their favourite show
Or the songs they hear on the radio
Crafted, designed, performed to give you hope

(The ultimate target demographic:
Anyone who’s ever felt alone.)

To those who profit off the human condition
Who’ve corrupt this one beautiful sensation
Of everything I moan about from here on end
You are by far the worst