glance to break you away from her. A bond you

sanctioned by sound and honored with a lack of

penetration. Eating Daisies and licking roses, the

bitter fruits of bickering politicians. And there he

stood a model of perfection. Careless and fit with

contempt for me. Could you predict this before you.

Did you fall to your knees in guilt. Could you fake a

single tear to tide over his want of righteousness.

What would it take? Time to sort out your mind still

crippled by deviance? Take it off and show yourself. I

touch not out of want or need. I haven't the taste for

bitterness. I touch nothing for it's all you are.

There's that thought again. There's no one here but

you and me. No one needs to know a thing. It's a done

deal, I'll slip in. What happens on the road. Will

stay on the road. Don't think less of me, I'm just a

man with needs. I won't tell you twice to get out of

my head and stay awake behind locked doors. And there

she stood a model of temptation. Again, wet and

willing with no faith in me. Still I passed your

twisted test whether in the flesh or in my dreams. Get

out of my head and stay awake behind closed doors.

Come not with me to correct and condemn. Get out of my

bed and stay awake.