Mama said I was allowed, to love myself
Instead I found a crown, to counterfeit.
Put it on my head, strut around.
Putting on the ritz
I put it in a book I write, inside my mind.
A quintessential cla**ic in my mind.
I am waiting in the wings.
Me and my thespian, we're ready to get in.
I've got people in my skin.
Crawling around I could be any one of them.
Out for dinner with a girl. Ugly girl.
She asked me where I work. City girl.
I'm the prince of thieves, come to bed.
I steal the imagery
and put it in a mood I set up in my head.
Of violence and s** up in my head.
I am waiting in the wings.
Me and my Fred Astaire, we're dying to get in there.
I have people in my skin.
Crawling around, I could be any one of them.
I'd like to thank the academy
Ma and pa for never feeding me.
All the d** for creativity
Love me, love me, love me, love me, love me.
I am waiting in the wings.
Me and my thespian we're waiting to get in
I've got people in my skin.
Crawling around I could be any one of them.
I am waiting in the wings. Me and my Fred Astaire, we're dying to get in there
I've got people in my skin, crawling around I could be any one of them.
We're all waiting in the wings.
We're all waiting in the wings
I got people in my skin.