DNA

Am I merely a remnant of a decimated image Blown to smithereens by some atomic force I've incubated deep within my inner catacombs An age of relic glows, a toxic radiation About to explode I'm afraid to touch you Precious subject on display Don't wanna imperfect you With my filthy DNA I'm afraid to touch you But I'll appreciate the art Don't wanna disappoint you Once you find my prosthetic heart Your absolutely golden, picture-perfect body Beaconing the boys who Have a greater chance Than raggedy untapped potential Marinating like a butchered meat You only shot for practice Might as well make good use out of me Before I turn rotten I'm afraid to touch you Precious subject on display Don't wanna imperfect you With my filthy DNA I'm afraid to touch you But I'll appreciate the art Don't wanna disappoint you Once you find my prosthetic heart I'm afraid to touch you Precious subject on display Don't wanna imperfect you With my filthy DNA I'm afraid to touch you But I'll appreciate the art Don't wanna disappoint you Once you find my prosthetic heart