Lie down right here in my filthy room
Cover me with your powers to see right through
This careful facade and love of frivolous pleasures
This simple heart and mind that was once so clever
Now drained of the energy to reason clearly and to feel
Too weakened to determine your place in truth and surreal
And too frightened to ask if you are actually mine
Or are you holding onto my hand while biding your time
Enjoying the opportunity to take from me
What little I have left that I give to you
free