You found a hole inside my head and covered  it with thoughts
Then watched the ways that I'd respond whenever I got lost
Insipid mind I deemed my own, according to your words
The ones that kept on telling me it is as I have heard
Convinced I'm in agreement with the arguments you've made
I place my arms beside myself and take my life away
And what remains before your face is nothing but my shell
An empty vessel you can fill with every kind of hell
So test it out and draw, design, my flesh is but a tool
That I may choose to leave behind for someone else to rule