Succulent, beautiful and fine   I cover my body, feeling my mind   Fascination for penance, so please won't you modify me   With plastic knives and plastic spoons and other types of cutlery   With plastic knives and plastic spoons and other types of cutlery      I said, yeah, yeah   Take what signifies, yeah, yeah   And make it leave this room, yeah, yeah   As sweet desire that wanna come in full bloom      Held, held captive, our culture moulds our, our bodies hold   Held, held captive, target the role we, we have no control      Passionate, tasteful and free   I mutilate myself to make it real   A heart beating in the wrong kind of chest   Hair and sweat and a manly messes, yeah, yeah      Take what signifies, yeah, yeah   And make it leave this room, yeah, yeah   As sweet desire that wanna come in full bloom      Held, held captive, our culture moulds, our, our bodies hold   Held, held captive, target the role we, we have no control      Held, held captive, our culture moulds, our, our bodies hold   Held, held captive, target the role we, we have no control      I cut myself up to make it real   I cut myself up 'cause that's the way that I feel   I cut myself up to be free   I cut myself up to be me      I cut myself up   I cut myself up   I cut myself up   I cut myself up to be me, to be me   To be free, to be free