The Doll E

Can i be sincere Can i be myself with you Do you like my fears Do you want the ugly truth Can you see my face Tell me what should i replace Cognitive therapy It will make me to believe Break the mirrors I’m sick of this attention It’s giving me a shiver I hate to be attractive Should i be the doll when i'm alive Should i be the worship of a lie Tell me should i worship you a lie Worship you a lie Worship you a lie Should i be the one who you desire Should i hide the darkness of the night Tell me should i bury me alive Bury me alive Bury me alive I’m vomiting in bathroom I’m objecting my body I’m falling on the floor I can’t see clear no more I’m tearing my own skin Cause beauty is a toxin I can’t escape this hell around I wish that i’d be fucking dumb Break the mirrors I’m sick of this attention It’s giving me a shiver I hate to be attractive Stop pretending That you can understand me I wish that you could see a thing I wish that you could see Should i be the doll when i'm alive Should i be the worship of a lie Tell me should i worship you a lie Worship you a lie Worship you a lie Should i be the one who you desire Should i hide the darkness of the night Tell me should i bury me alive Bury me alive Bury me alive I’m selling you my soul Or should i be a doll