Barnabas - Suite For The Souls Of Our Enemies (part Ii: Lover) lyrics

Another lonely night Surrounded by breathing I called him dynamite (liar) Shot and sleeping, he believes me You boys are all talk Sexually nowhere Alone, in the dark Nice try, but the spark isn't there These men are a virus They come, and go Take their fill and sneak away I'm a needle in a negligee Come to me, lover When I hit the streets The mongrels are seething Tourists love the city at night Me, I see demons breeding "Hey pop, over here I've got something for you" (Poor slob, smelling of beer Nice suit, for an old buffoon) I don't need this shrink to fit life I need somebody to help me Can anyone set me free? Come to me, lover Another lonely life Surrounded by choices Choices made outside of light Controlled by hidden voices Sometimes we're all talk Spiritually nowhere In our hearts, the key to new life Sometimes, afraid to show it Lives so tragic; they come and go Crossing our paths every day So easy to turn them away Yet we are called as lovers