Direction of Strong Man

We're barely halfway there

You're stretched out and clamped around me

I don't think there's drink at home

You make a little snore and shift

Just keep your head down there

You sleep, I'll give directions

I'll use the private miles

To plan some tactics and a gift

I'll move around you

Attack and surround you

She talked me back inside

Thank fuck our friends are nosy

Any reaction's good

It's a stupid way to make me say it

Did we go far enough?

Did it just serve it's purpose?

If the words are still a problem

I'll cut it out and let you weight it