Bloodbath - Devouring The Feeble

He says he could give me fairy dust He says I could shine a little more He’s always looking from above He’s on the look for something more I’m made of meat and bones That’s why I’m not enough feebleness, flaws and lows I’m not your perfect whore yet.. I toss the coin and hope for miracles I wear my face, sometimes like a clown You test my skin until it burns I’ll starve m