On Your Guard

One is bothered if the other one gets lost, gets hurt
Who would want that kind of combination
Two is bothered for...?
I build my fort with her
On guard, it takes me, takes me to my limit

(It is very strange I never applaud in secret
For my lower body’s animation
May I be laid shorn if I give so quick my voice
To someone barely grown into their outfit)

One is bothered if the other one gets lost, gets hurt
Who would want that kind of combination
Two is bothered for...?
I build my fort with her