Who am I?
Who am I?
I'm not this whore.
I'm not the same,
As before.
I'm now an artist,
An artist with a twist,
My stencil is a razor,
My canvas is my wrist.
This wasn't supposed to happen,
She was only a mask.
But now I don't who who's me,
And I'm too afraid to ask.
Who am I?
I'm not this whore.
I'm not the same
Anymore.
I'm not this whore.
I'm not the same,
As before.
I'm now an artist,
An artist with a twist,
My stencil is a razor,
My canvas is my wrist.
This wasn't supposed to happen,
She was only a mask.
But now I don't who who's me,
And I'm too afraid to ask.
Who am I?
I'm not this whore.
I'm not the same
Anymore.