I’m crying here late at night
With nothing to lose
No self esteem issues
And no moral blues
I’ve wandered around towns
With games, evermore
Lost in battle mode
Given in to romance
But where is my penance
If I’ll admit to no wrong
Should I be seduced?
Should I be reduced?
Carry these words forth
To an unmanned army
Asleep in the woods
Listless and gay
For they shall know
In all of their wisdom
What then shall be done
And I shall be saved