Know how you think.
It is a security blanket.
If I know how your brain works,
And how you perceive me,
I can learn to do the things,
Say the words.
To manipulate you into believing,
That I do not have any weaknesses,
And that I am good in the ways that count to you.
I want to possess the power,
Of being able to analyse you,
Picking you apart into a thousand tiny pieces,
And expecting each one carefully.
Let's talk about you, shall we?
If I could just mull over your problems,
For a moment,
I could forget my own,
Or pretend that I do not have them.
How does this make you feel?
Sad or depressed? Tell me about it,
So I know I am not the only one,
That others share my misery.
Did you know I twist your conscience between my fingers,
As you sit there on the couch.
It keeps them from getting cold,
In the winter time, I mean.
What's that you say,
Don't tell anyone this but...?
Oh don't worry, I wont,
Your secrets keep me powerful,
And in control.
But the best of the deal is,
You do not see it,
And so I keep you in control.
I like to see into your mind,
Know how you think.
It's a security blanket.
