Quiet but clear, a gentle yes I trust your boundaries I will heed to the consent call I’ll weave a new world for conscience’ sake Of sacred after-care I will heed to the consent call As brittle as glass Shatter when you lay with us, lay with us In our primal glory Lean into authenticity All the harsh turns, white lies, borderlines My head will never stop spinning until we begin The war of words we need to wage Stay with me, you’re not leaving the room, not today Am I too much? Can I not touch Your physical being When your libido is feeding off my infidelity? I’ll make it my duty to level the playing field Of blind misogyny All heed to the consent call Libertarian, eccentric, autistic, ADD I will not kneel to the patriarchy No apologies I live what I was born to be Take the fights, weather the falls Venomous, sensual Super-stimulus that I chose Trauma into pleasure I will heed, I will heed to the consent call All the harsh turns, white lies, borderlines My head will never stop spinning until I win The war of words we always wage Read to me, read to me Why don’t you take something historical Or philosophy? I need to sleep