The Impulse

He thinks he owns wherever he sets his flag
And he wants me so bad
But I can see that he just wants to conquer ground
And lay claim to my sound
And there are many ways for the male
To set their sail
High up into the sky
But I would rather die
Than be anybody’s business
So I will not be your mistress
Not any kind of bargaining chip
As you equip
Your long guns and your cannons rare
To fire on what you feel is not fair
And you train your pistol or your rifle
On the girl who would dare trifle
With your reign
You will not see me again
As I take my leave
For the sake of what you would believe
About me
Do you doubt me
You will see
My home is in eternity
Not in a dishevelled pair of eyes
Who barely manage to uphold their disguise
By burying themselves in a girl
Like she would be your world
If you managed to make her comply
But like I said I cannot lie
Empty as the grave I left
It’s not me who’s bereft
As the sun without light
Solar power in moonlight

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