Real Person

Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt
And I will destroy your life if you let me
Desire is impermanent
Created by manipulation
And I saw a photograph
Of your white skin decomposing
And I tasted your tattooed tongue
On which was written these words:
I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
I’m not
A real person
You gave me a reason for lust
And I will find a way to access your secrets
No surface can deter my evil
And pure innocent desires
Last night I walked upon a black lake
Reflecting city lights
Which when carefully read described
My true inner feelings
I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not, I’m not
A real person
Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt
Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt
Yes I, I’m addicted to guilt