winkash

I leer on here

(Per-verse)
I don’t have anything to do,
except for bothering you.
I spend my days and nights like this:
I feel I’m drowning in my own pee.
I’m so sorry that you deserve
the aftermath of making me
lose my nerve.
Why did you have to be so inconsiderate
and force your life into such a fate?

(Verse)
How can I touch your inner feel?
How can I dry this pool of pee?
Baby, you’re left all on your own,
as I leer on, oh, I leer on here,
since…

(Chorus)
I love you,
oh my, I do love you.
Oh yeah, I always did.
My unconditional love was the seed
of this lethal tree,
that now is watered by my pee.

(Per-verse)
There is a bunch of reasons
for me to hide,
while I leer on here from
the other side.
Behind my brilliant prose and
my elegant rhyme -now foliage of a kind-,
there is fear, pain and despair…
Feelings blinding like the sun.

(Verse)
How can I touch your inner feel?
How can I dry this pool of pee?
Baby, you’re left all on your own,
as I leer on, oh, I leer on here,
since…

(Chorus)

Repeat

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"All, all is theft, all is unceasing and rigorous competition in nature; the desire to make off with the substance of others is the foremost - the most legitimate - passion nature has bred into us and, without doubt, the most agreeable one."
Marquis de Sade

Olly Buckle

I love the unconventional nature of the first verse, but then the chorus doesn't quite match, such a person would be more demanding and less giving I feel. Good to read something different though.

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winkash

Thank you very much for your feedback. In the first place, I dare say that I usually dislike what I write and don't want to come back to it. I'm like those parents that regret not taking care of their children and yet they do little or nothing to change this situation. This means that I have many illegitimate children and can't cope with my apathy(?).
In the second place, you're right when you say that the chorus does not match. I guess I was trying to depict something like Dr.Jekyll/ Mr. Hyde- Smeagol/Gollum nature. A stalker that delves into his inner conflict to find out that he has become his own stalker. Given that he has realised that his obsession is rather about himself than about other people, he is very scared of himself.

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"All, all is theft, all is unceasing and rigorous competition in nature; the desire to make off with the substance of others is the foremost - the most legitimate - passion nature has bred into us and, without doubt, the most agreeable one."
Marquis de Sade