If I hadn't made me I would've been made somehow If I hadn't a**embled myself I'd have fallen apart by now If I hadn't made me I'd be more inclined to bow Powers that be would have swallowed me up But that's more than I can allow, boy If you let them make you They'll make you paper-mâché At a distance you're strong until the wind comes Then you crumble and blow away If you let them f** you There will be no foreplay Rest a**ured, they'll screw you complete Till your a** is blue and gray You should make amends with you If only for better health, better health But if you really want to live Why not try and make yourself? Make yourself, make yourself If I hadn't made me I'd have fallen apart by now I won't let them make me It's more than I can allow So when I make me I won't be paper mâché And if I f** me I'll f** me in my own way f** me in my own way f** me in my own way f** me in my own way f** me in my own way You should make amends with you If only for better health, better health But if you really want to live Why not try and make yourself? Make yourself, make yourself Make yourself, make yourself