In my brain I express the things I need
Her presents more beautiful then Mains autumn leaves
I say I’m independent no women is a need
If you peaked at my truth it would be lies that is seen
I need your scent to breath
I need your beauty to see
Your words to hear
You touch to feel
But I express only the cognitive way
No words I’ll say
Is it power or strength to prevent theses words to slip
Not realizing the power I’ll get with your soul in my grip
But still I remain cold as a Russian winter expecting your suburban spring
Love just is not love because I gave a ring
You need my need but that’s already a thing
I’m a man too dumb to realize your emotional needs
To strong to submit
I hope my cognitive diary makes it to you before you decide to quit
So that you know your needed and wanted
There’s no question in this