Don't want to give the game away or tell
But actually it's me who's winning here
The physical is nothing but a spell
The mind is where the world is made most clear.
So you can heave and thrust and give and take
And you can moan and groan and lust and whine
It doesn't matter how much noise you make
The greatest part of pleasure's always mine.
For when the physical has been and gone
And every bit of energy is spent
Inside my mind the game it still goes on
And everything is now before that went.
Your moments they have disappeared somehow,
But in my head all things still happen now.
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