Baldur's Gate - Shame

If I could rip off all my skin

And parcel it inside a tin

I’d write your name in biro

On the ribbons

Like decorations

Sweet temptations

I’ll be complacent

But I can’t see you wearing it

A tad too big, not a perfect fit

Maybe that’s why I’m here and you’re there

Yet left behind is all your hair

On my sheets

And in my clothes

Take me, dear

And take me gently

Take me gently

For all we have is at your feet

My sovereign

I lay all I have out on the floor

And if there’s space then I’ll bring more

And here I go again

Being so dramatic

A conventional, clichéd fanatic

But fuck it

A Christmas story

So take me gently

Take me gently

Take me gently