Sheena was looking for jewlery She was a lady with a crush on me I'm on a mission I spit fertility I was born with moustache And personality What you see is what you're getting What you see is what you're getting Sheena wears make up and drops LSD She took me to the circus where we partied for free What you got is what you're getting What you touch is what you're wearing Scratches on my back, she had no respect Blood and sweat are the aftermath Of butchering my chest with a very Sharp tool She tattoed on my neck “honey I own you” What you got is what you're getting What you touch is what you're wearing Latex, Latex Blood and sweat as means as it gets Latex, Latex Blood and sweat as means as it gets She was a friend of my family I still don't know what she in me Sadistic smile, plastic skin Sheena was the one with the guts to tell me that What you got is what you're getting And what you get is what you're letting go Witness to her insanity I'm a victim of her sexuality
Compositores: Pedro Henrique Depedrini Ronzoni (Pedro Ronzoni), Jose Roberto Dornelles Macfarland (Joni Macfarland), Francisco Silveira Mitre (Chico Mitre) ECAD: Obra #3989336 Fonograma #1717608