I'm lacking any discipline, pulling stringsnTyping up your skin of porcelain stopped listeningnNo longer need, oh the sunlightnThat night we had, it will sufficennInfatuation is the perfect camouflagenA warm and temporary place to gonnI'm lacking any confidence, second guessingnSeparate for perspective, is there nothing left?nAnd how I see for weeks and weeksnJudged hastily, no patiencennI've seen you under every, every sort of lightnFrom ideal perfection to the darker sidennYou always werenYou always werenSo good to mennI need a stimulantnSomething to help reinventnI need a stimulantnSomething to help reinventnWell I have only one requestnnWait until I'm gonenWait until I'm gonenWait until I'm gonenWait until I'm gonennIs there nothing left?nIs there nothing left?nIs there nothing at all?nnIs there nothing left?nIs there nothing left?nIs there nothing at all?nnI need a stimulantnSomething to help a reinventnWell I need, I need, I neednWell I need, I need, I neednWell I have only one requestnnYou always werenYou always werenSo good to me