This is what you call me...

I STRIKE TERROR AMONG MEN

I can't be bothered with what they think

I bare my cross, my soul, MYSELF

I FORGIVE... BUT I NEVER FORGET

I've been put upon this earth in FEMALE form

But I can handle myself with the best of you

As well as THE WORST

And I often have

I have the right to remain silent

But I choose to SPEAK, SING, SCREAM

I am LIPS, HIPS, TITS... I AM THE POWER OF A WOMAN

STRONG like music

TRUE like friendship

But without my FRIENDS there would be no music... ONLY SPOKEN WORD



FUCKER!



I am able to change

So I live without REGRET, without REMORSE only a REMIX

I am DRUNK, I am SOBER

HEAVEN doesn't want me and HELL'S AFRAID I'LL TAKE OVER

Don't bother trying to CENSOR me or SHUT ME UP

Because IT WON'T WORK

I am COLD and DISTANT yet WARM and CLOSE

To those who deserve to see that side of me

PART OF ME... THE HEART OF ME

You find ME so hard to understand in YOUR WORLD

The world you perceive to be so NORMAL

I AM DEFORMED... SCORNED, REBORN

I am ME

And I know exactly WHO I AM, WHAT I AM and THE WRATH I BRING

The UGLY BEAUTY, the LYING TRUTH, the VIRGIN WHORE... the QUIET STORM

A LOVER, a FIGHTER, a SAINT, a SINNER, a SISTER, a DAUGHTER

OLD SCHOOL...... a BEGINNER

I have decorated myself with LOVE, HATE, TRUTH.... YOU

All of you, BOTH OF YOU, none of you... more than one of you

With LIPS LIKE SUGAR, EYES LIKE MEAT

I've watched MEN come, go and CHEAT

I SLEEP to DREAM and DREAM of SLEEP

I HAD A DREAM JOE

That you were standing in the middle of an open road

I HAD A DREAM JOE

That your hands were raised up to the sky

And your MOUTH WAS COVERED IN FOAM

I've been CRUCI