When morning comes, you regress.
Guilt-ridden, miserable, you chain yourself to logic.
I don't know her name,
You take the blame.
Darling, i wish you would understand,
We can be simpler, we can take a stand.
But the secrecy drives us, victims to desire,
Tesla, my love, I'm making you a liar.
For us to exist, we must burn with insatiable wrath
The world we live in, we must forge a new path,
In this new world, we can be us.
In that world Tesla, we shall transcend our lust.