So many times
I’ve wanted to rape
You(r mind)
With my prying fingers
So many times
I’ve wanted to cut you open
And crawl inside you
Be you
(At least I could pretend
I wasn’t here anymore)
And at least I’d know you
If I just killed myself
To be your life's embryo
Would you love me then?
I’d kill thousands for you
And bring you their flesh
(A more acceptable gesture now,
Then in Van Gough’s day)
I’d love to wear your hair
Feel your body through your hands
My only fear is to kill you
When I was through
Playing God for a day
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