D.own and deep in
A.t the bottom of a dissociative soul
R.ests the one I love and rests the one I hate the most
K.eeping me away from evil, hiding me away from me
P.rying from a good, safe distance
A.lmost like I'm there to be
S.ilent whisper that inhabits
S.elling peace for bloody bills
E.very time I’m week and tired, he’s got strength for us to be
N.ever stray or break, nor startle, only if I pay the fee
G.ranting him my self esteem to feed on
E.mty, sweet tranquillity, in a solitaire and hollow silence
R.ight until again he hisses ‘come on back and comfort me’