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A million chances have passed
While I've been sitting at home
Coffee in vase
Reclusively chaste
The laser beam of mind
Is focused so clearly on attacking on time
I've lost mankind

It's in times that I've missed
When I question my self-discipline
Dancing with you lips to lips
The reward for my self-discipline

Please don't take any offense
When I tell you I'm too scattered for a romance
It's not pretense
I'm making nervous mistakes
I keep on running, disconnected the brakes
How high the stakes

But when I pause for recess
Self-assured that you will be the one I address
Expecting excess
I bring you out to the floor
Pressed against my chest
As we are pushing pushing pushing pushing pushing for more

If I told you to never make a sound
Would you let me gag your mouth as you pump adrenaline?
If you need me to stop your run aground
Would you listen to me now that I've got your discipline?

If I treated you just a little worse
Would you admit it turned you on as I broke your porcelain?
If I proved to you that you're quite perverse
Maybe then all your love and hunger would drive your discipline


from Discipline EP, track released March 16, 2010
All music written, performed, recorded, and mixed by Richard Haig
Artwork by Amy Cohen amy-cohen.com


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