I've seen what you like now It's not for me I float around delicately And I bleed Contemplations of flesh With a body that grows riper every day And I willingly adopt icons of sin If it makes me feel better I commodomise myself I am the pop princess now I hit the high notes I get the perception manipulation team I give myself up in the process But only I get to be me I own insecurities That define me in opposition Sex isn't everything I have a hole where my organs used to be Is that femme enough for you?