Im in a state and phase
where I seek your gaze
where my head in haze
needs a clear head state.

Touch me my dear I love
even when we feel rough
we could just quiet touch
like lovers and like such.

I need a phantom anthem
not something so random
I feel me in step tandem
my dad he calls me son.

Even in this still night
maybe I can be enlightened
and tune my ears to hear
my heart pound frightened.

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