(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 "many thanks for the memories"
Bet you can use them when you're seventy
But i want you so, and i'd love to...oh, forget you know, oh, oh
My identity, my id entity