(untitled) By Alec Crawford Don't talk to me Of self-defense Open your stance Give me a chance I've never once considered Your sixth sense Don't talk to me Of self-pity Stand naked on the cliff Fuck your old pontiff He's not the heart of your city Don't talk at all of lonliness She's a girl you'll never know It's a place you'll never show The closest you can get, you can't confess © 1998, Alec Crawford