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