This is the test
This is my mess
A victim of my distress
I always make a mess
I wear my attitude upon my shoulders
Don't want your sympathy
I have no empathy
This situations part of my bipolar
A majesty of fantasy here
I take what I want
'Cause I know what I need
I cross every line that appears
Well I'd like to be your misery
I'd like to be your desire
Now beg for me so fearlessly
Before I move on to my next victim
A scent of dignity
Your curiosity
Drawing you closer into my addiction
Losing your sanity
It's such a tragedy
I'll pull you close inside with my constriction
A majesty of fantasy here
I take what I want
'Cause I know what I need
I cross every line that appears
Well I'd like to be your misery
I'd like to be your desire
Now beg for me so fearlessly
Before I move on to my next victim
Don't turn away from what is real
Come let the dark solve all night's problems alone
Feel all, my poison through your veins
There is a hole, I can see it in your flesh
Just for a moment you'll forget is there
Filling that void, all I left is emptiness
You've been searching for another soul to feel
But once inside you realize nothing is real
When you've been bitten you'll crave it rawer
But I don't look twice if I can't devour
I am a majesty of fantasy here
You know that I take what I want
'Cause I know what I need
I cross every line that appears
Well I'd like to be your misery
I'd like to be your desire
Now beg for me so fearlessly
Before I move on to my next victim
Well I'd like to be your misery
I'd like to be your desire
Now beg for me so fearlessly
Before I move on to my next victim
Ok I will confess
I always make a mess
I wear my attitude upon my shoulders