I make a full bow
With half emotion
Quarter lust
A quarter to spare
Net weight of words
Overexpands my capacity
I foresee my gain
Here's the move on
Are you mad yet?
Dispensable, recyclable
Alive I am in your face if you spare
Snuff me and I'm a memory
In your mind everywhere you step
So dispose of me accordingly
I won't die just for the taking
A deficient creation made by you
Versatile to your taste
A temporary sanctuary a torture house
I'm a straight-faced scarecrow by myself
A full circled spell in you
I feel you are so precious
Igniting flames in my head
Sensing an onslaught of a death scene
About to be deja vu
I sense you coming to me
To be dispensable at your need
I'm in a victorious mode, yes
I'm in a victorious mode
My arms raised up in a V
The moment is so precious my dear El.cee
So precious
So precious
You are so Precious
My dear El.cee
Come to me