So you want to know the real me?
Are you sure?
I don’t think so
I look into your fairy tale eyes
And see what you want
And it sure isn’t the real me
I have news for you fairy girl
There aren’t any princes left
You know this to be true
But still there is always hope
Not this time though
I am SOCIETY
I am the Preprogrammed CAPITALISTIC monster of GREED
I am what you made me
I am what America needs
I have no emotions, except for self desire
I will use you up, spit you out and will not even think twice
OH! Don’t look so surprised, as you cry
Your tears are trivial to me
Close your eyes, close your lips
And spread your legs
If you are ready to know the real me
Are you ready fairy girl?
Are you sure?
The Emotional Delusions of a Mad Man
