The greatest crime in this life
Has to be to rape yourself
Take a look at these two scars here
They are the tracks made by my wings
It's all my fault, the fault is all mine
I sold myself, the fault is all mine
My pockets are lined with soiled currency
That's me, that's me, that's the truth about me
They sit here at my table
Those I should beware of
Flicking sweaty cigarettes
Into my bowl of ice cream