(N. Walusko)







Now can you fill this here cavity



Warm and dark--this sick gravity



I'm thinking about the things that you pulled from me



And what they've grown up to be







But I want you so, I don't need to go, and I'd love to show



My identity, my id-entity







The gods are dropping down from the firmament



'Cause even they're not so permanent



Look at your self and your humanity



All in all it's just vanity







And I loved you so, but I needed to go, 'cause you wanted to know



My identity







You've got me near, you're using fear to keep me--keep me here



You want me to be your casual necessity,



But those are things that I can never be, yeah







Someone's in the vicinity



Underneath your infinity



You've given to me the