Watch my poster on the wall
View my pictures on the magazines you store to have them allLet me be your guiding light
Be the salt inside the wounds of your most ordinary lifeCome closer - what you want is what you see
Desire - but you won't dare talk to meSo pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man
So clean and shy - get it while you can
And yes, what I am is not what you seeYour interest's somewhere else
Your carnal longings make you all the sameWriting letters, sending mails
Offering me your honest interest in what's inside of me
No sins on your mind, of course
Pretend to intellectualize another wasted girl resourceYou tell me - you knew what I need
So sorry - for the hypocrit I feedSo pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man
So clean and shy - get it while you can
And yes, what I am is not what you seeYour interest's somewhere else
Your carnal longings make you all the same[Just a number in a game] - you tell me I had a name
[Creation of an industry] - and not what you might think to see
[Glorify an icon's shrine] - whose image of me is not mine
[Not to save you from your mess] - tell you you may kiss...So pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man
So clean and shy - get it while you can
And yes, what I am is not what you seeSo pure a lie - a hymn for the emotional man
So clean and shy - get it while you can
And yes, what I am is not what you seeYour interest's somewhere else
Your carnal longings make you all the same