Still Licking My Brain

I have to devise a plan
I can't stay inside this man
I feel the drain on my creative brain
This treatment goes against the grain

Being so totally dominated
I feel like I've been crated
I refuse to let myself be consumed
I have a right to sing my own tune

But how does a ghost get released
If the host seems so well pleased
Last night he was loving and tender
I was happy with the way we blended

In the morning he put me back in my coffin
Like an entertainment center he shut me off
Tonight he's enjoying surfing the scene
While I'm hidden somewhere behind his spleen

Must I wait for another chance to emanate
Only when he wants to enjoy me on his plate
This charismatic sorcerer has me enthralled
Will he keep me permanently installed

How can a ghost transpose on its own
If you know a way please make it known
Otherwise I'm at the mercy of this alchemist
Who is surely the worlds greatest narciscist

ETW 2002