Empires Lyrics

12. My Poor Lover

My poor lover arrives at my floor 
I hope she comes in blind or sexually sore 
Cause I am guilty, my clothes on the floor 
And not hers among them, cause I needed more 

I shook the evil, from the cave in my mind 
And I let lose and demon I kept hidden for a time 
Born with another voice that I stifle so deep 
And it scares me to hear it, I lose sight of everything 

I still affiliate with the whims of my youth 
When I held many other girls with a heart so aloof 
I grew to never lose with I feared to become 
and it's part of reflection I had missed when we begun.

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