Power…
power feeds you long,
loving hours
I can give everlasting power
Flower…
the world opens
you need simple flower
A feeling, a feeling all so sour
Drain me, now drain me
from power
Drain me, now drain me
from power.
Oh, the wide open stench of all — so sour.
I can’t give, but I recieve for hours
oh…
Drain me, now drain me
from power
Drain me, now drain me
from power.
Drain it — static from the attic,
attic walls…
Oh…
Drain me, now drain me
from power
Drain me, now drain me
from power.
Drain it — static from the attic,
attic walls…
A power, so somatic
See the heart is burning —
I call it static
(attic walls…)
I need static
so charismatic
You’re so tragic —
my love’s so manic
(attic walls…)
I have the power
use it, frantic
your body’s turned —
I’m systematic
(attic walls…)
See my touch,
Those who cower
drain me of
my breathing hours
(attic walls…)