Promiscuity

Maybe the bat of an eye in need's
The only thing that I can see
Twistin', movin', around the ground
It's all in my head
By the way you hold your man
It's easy to tell who's in command
He'll never seem to understand
It's all in his head

Innocent like a misfit
Your eyes locked in for the kill
I don't understand and you don't act surprised
'Cause you know I never will

Well, I first became aware of it, Mandrake
During the physical act of love
Yes, a profound sense of fatigue, a feeling of emptiness followed

(You think I give a fuck?)

Maybe I'll manage a miniature moment
To measure the man in my head (if i've got it)
But i don't care enough to find out
Who's right or wrong
Will I leave you all alone
Maybe I will, maybe I won't
Maybe I caught your eye all wrong
It's all in my head

Innocent like a misfit
Your eyes locked in for the kill
I don't understand and you don't seem surprised
'Cause you know i never will

Luckily I was able to interpret these feelings correctly
Loss of essence
I can assure you it has not recurred, Mandrake
Women, sense my power, and they seek the life essence
I do not avoid women, Mandrake
But I do deny them my essence

We'll fight 'em together, boy, like we did just now, on the floor, eh?
You with the old gun
And me with the belt and the ammo, feeding you Jack
Feed me, you said, and I was feeding you, Jack