V. C. Testo

Wear you like a dress,
between the legs, I fill with joy
Smile you like a clown,
put on the skin, don't smile at all.
I'm not very tall,
but in my mind, I reach the skies.
You're not there at all,
cuz in my mind, I reach the skies.

Hell, to please myself, your little room is heaven sent
Crash down between the floors,
I'll never tell i'm over all
I'm not very tall,
cuz in my mind I reach the skies.
And you're not there at all, you'll find it's all so wrong.

Cut you like a knife,
it's urgency, the surgeon's smile.
Wear you like a toy,
around the neck, I crease the skin.
I'm not very tall,
cuz in my mind I reach the skies.
You're not there at all,
cuz in my mind, I reach the skies

Hell, to please myself,
your little room is heaven sent
Crash down between the floors,
I'll never tell i'm over all I'm not very tall,
cuz in my mind I reach the skies
And you're not there at all, you'll find...

Hell, to please myself,
your little room is heaven sent
Crash down between the floors,
I'll never tell i'm over all
I'm not very tall,
cuz in my mind I reach the skies
And you're not there at all, you'll find it's all so wrong.