I am a puppet-master - sir!
Care you not for shows?
I'll sculpt myself to fit your needs,
Right hair - right face, right nose.
Shall I dangle from your strings?
Existance - for your pleasure.
And if you like not what you see,
I'll change it, at your leisure.
But with midnight comes my truth.
You shall not tire of me.
For when your back is turned away
I'll carve myself to freedom.
My own best toy I am.
A girl, yet not a man.
Care you not for shows?
I'll sculpt myself to fit your needs,
Right hair - right face, right nose.
Shall I dangle from your strings?
Existance - for your pleasure.
And if you like not what you see,
I'll change it, at your leisure.
But with midnight comes my truth.
You shall not tire of me.
For when your back is turned away
I'll carve myself to freedom.
My own best toy I am.
A girl, yet not a man.