Doormat

Smash my face into the pavement!
Subhuman, reduce me to a doormat!

Kneel to the flawless rulers
Pieces of pelvic structure sinews, tendons snapped
Your sole forever branded on my back
Teeth ingest the concrete, tongue wrapped 'round my neck
There's nothing but perfection or destruction

Sever the cord, peel back the scalp, impale my head
For all to see
There's not a person on this planet that could slice me up quite as deep as me!

Come gut me up!
Come wipe your sins off on me
'Cause, baby, I will be your voodoo doll
I will be your punching bag
Stick a pin in me, I'll be your filthy little doormat

I could be your voodoo doll
I could be your punching bag
Egotistic, sick intentions, pretentious false repentance!

Take a look in the mirror before pointing bloody fingers my way
Hide the bodies in your closer before you think of even speaking my fucking name!

Argh! Toxic waste, argh!

Sacrificed to the flawless rulers!
Get fucked!
Drawn and quartered
May the streets turn red!
Deflecting all your fucking failures through the child that's living in your fucking head!

Fucking two-faced hypocrite!
The executioner wears the mask
Can yo not see your own reflection?
The wool is burning out from our eyes
A tarnished image of perfection