Psychosocial

I love your projection but I don't love you

Your perceived perfection though it's just not true

I want an escape and tonight that's you

You are my victim, you are my muse

Just one specimen of a multitude

I want a cliché I can click on cue

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

Give me all access, give me what I want

The companionship of your tableau vivants

I'm entertained until I'm not

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

You don't call, you don't write

It's like I don't even know you

You don't look, you never reply

And you won't cos I'm a

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

Psychosocial

I love your protection but I don't love you

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