Incriminate impersonate All power to humiliate Videotaped, duct taped, and raped I’ll fool them all and masquerade perversely in your place I prefer to leave the facial tissue still connected to the scalp A woman I am not but flowing locks will surely help Rifling through your belongings Gratuitous make up is applied In the mirror I stop to masturbate All while looking through your eyes I’m you, sad but true Your faceless body to turn blue Take a long hard look at yourself and tell me what you see Promiscuity Perversion of your sanctity I’ve framed the scene for forced pornography’s throes, you’ll see I utilize your charms as bait May you break a leg here upon this stage A posthumous lead Your most adventurous and controversial role It’ll be our little secret There’s not a soul that has to know I prefer to leave the victim living so the show they may endure Hours moaning, slowly bleeding Chained unto the cellar floor Imagining the thoughts you process You’re reasoning with the insane Abandon hope for it’s reattachment Gender roles now rearranged Sexual atrocities Inheriting personality You gave life so selflessly so I may be new, falsely I’ve lost a grip on reality Entwined in this sickening duality The way you fuck yourself in mockery, unforgettable At knifepoint I’ll ask a line of questions and I’d sure appreciate the truth It’s nothing I’d ever hold against us Merely research for being you Incriminate impersonate All power to humiliate I’m you, sad but true Your faceless body to turn blue Take a long hard look at yourself and tell me what you see? Promiscuity Perversion of your sanctity I’ve framed the scene for forced pornography’s throes, you’ll see I utilize your charms as bait May you break a leg here upon this stage A posthumous lead Your most adventurous and controversial role To who’s acclaim you’ll never know They say the camera steals the soul
