Your lack of inspiration
What can I say?
Your misinterpretation

I'm sorry mate
You only need affection and pillow space
Lack of imagination

Poor Sharon Tate
Demand for sole attraction
And shadow prey

At will I'll end defense

I need someone like you

You need someone like me
Why don't you see what's clear?


Sometimes you need protection
Sometimes you don't
You run out of munitions

While others don't
I'm lonely in the fog


I need someone like you
You need someone like me
Why don't you see what's clear?