Flesh from My Bones

Sit straight, back off, not too close
Be a little more but not too much
Cross your legs but spread them wide
Talk a lot, hide what’s inside
He will make me think that I got the power for myself
But he won’t back me up when I cry for help
He tears off the flesh from my bones
With his claws around my neck, he drains my soul
I know that I’m not in control
Cause everything goes on and on if we play these roles
These roles, these roles, the roles, these roles
Be a wet dream, stay a saint
Not too strong but be a prey
Thicker, thinner, not enough
Be who you are but not too rough
He will make you think that he’s got a fire of his own
But once you stop feeding, his heart turns to stone
He tears off the flesh from my bones
With his claws around my neck he drains my soul
I know that I’m not in control
Cause everything goes on and on if we play these roles
These roles, these roles, the roles, these roles
I grow back the flesh from my bones
His claws around my neck won’t drain my soul
I know that I’ll be in control
If I don’t take a part of this and play these roles
These roles…