Chill on my skin, delicate scent upon the air
anticipation, heady with the promise of sin.
who plays the master?
who is the servant?
games thrilling and chilling
one step short of death and easy blood spilling
lets play this hideous game show that we shall call Life(tm)
make it ridiculous a mockery full of strife
so full of enemies surrounded by so many strangers
where money is everything that matters
and complications come like rain on the window that patters
faces hidden behind masks welcome to generation Me
that has no real beginning as generations are all one and the same
such is reality, now ain’t that a shame!
set them aside locked away with my pride,
come here pretty woman be my lover be my bride
just for an hour perhaps for the day
locked away in this nightmare
let us dream better things in each other’s arms as we two step and sway
locked together one and the same closing our eyes hiding ourselves our guilt and our shame
human nature at its most open and perverse
but this is our reality, the truth outside is far worse.