Pretty In Porcelain

I stand alone in the dark
I feel glued cause I can�t move
My heart it pounds in my chest fast
As he takes his first step into the room
My stomach drops deeply
His eager eyes they stare undressing me
I�m nauseous so sickly
Am I dead, am I dreaming?
Oppressive caressing
Paralyzed, gotta wake up from this nightmare misery

But the nightmare�s not over
It�s only just begun
As he starts to arrange me
Does it all for fun
(I�ll have you know)
I�m not a game you can play
A fucking doll to manipulate
(Please wake me up!)
His fingers feel like blades as they run up my thighs
He paints my face, changes my dress, I�m ready for his night
But not through my eyes
I�m stuck imprisoned and paralyzed

Count to three open my eyes and see
The world around me is still a nightmare
I gotta wake up from this dream
What could it be this visions�s trying to tell me
I can�t see it clearly
Feel it try to break me

With his touch I feel the burn of a thousand suns
I try to scream I try to move but I just can�t run
He�s playing with me like a porcelain doll
But there�s nothing I can do I just feel so small

Makeup running down my face
From the tears and the sweat I feel so disgraced
As he dresses and undresses me I fear I may die
Wake up, wake up, wake up!

I�m stuck imprisoned and paralyzed
I know to you that I just seem like an inanimate being
Deep down inside I am alive and you are torturing me!

The suffering you�ve inflicted
You�re addicted
Cause you�re head�s sick
Actions wicked
Sick and twisted
Scars will heal but I�ll still feel it!