We’re ideas unfinished
In an undiscovered key
Waiting outside stardom
Like a silent masterpiece
Let me hold you
If you start to feel a little sad
Let me love you
Through the childhood you never had
Let me know how thoroughly imperfect I am
You, needy, spurned, Orion’s sham
Kick me when I’m weak and marginally down
Smear my name all over town
Shift me through your virile moves
Cruel and dangerous with so much to prove
Why does it feel good to crush a woman you abused
‘Cause I’m not impressed with your plastic mansions
And copycat fools
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