It is your love that saved me sometimes.
From the scares that play my super ego
During my time under the sun
And with no hustle they ease into my id.

Your love holds me my consciousness;
Your love holds me my ego.
It keeps me from falling apart and
Losing my mind and self.
From the nightmares that...
That are meant to be buried
Deep down in my mind and secure
That abyss of repression.

Poorly they still seem to linger on
Because of their due unfinished business.
But you somehow have
My ego hooked onto you.